“It was—until today,” she said. “I am a little uncertain now.”
He looked at her perplexed.
“May I know why?” he asked.
She raised her eyebrows slightly.
“You are rather an inquisitive person,” she remarked. “The fact is, I may need the money I have saved for Berneval for somewhere else.”
“Of course,” he said slowly, “if you don’t go—I don’t. But you can’t stay in London all through the hot weather!”
“Miss Pengarth has asked me to go down there,” she said.
He laid his hand suddenly upon hers.
“Juliet,” he said.
She shook her head.