"I shouldn't," said Juliet quietly. "He probably wouldn't have time, and certainly Mrs. Fielding wouldn't want him."
He frowned. "Would you like him?" he asked abruptly.
"I?" She met his look with a baffling smile. "Oh, don't ask him on my account! I am quite happy without a cavalier in attendance."
And Fielding went out, looking dissatisfied. But when the day arrived and they were on the point of departure he surprised them both by the sudden announcement that Green was to be picked up at the gates. It was a Saturday afternoon, and for once he was at liberty.
"Oh, really, Edward!" Mrs. Fielding protested. "Now you've spoilt everything!"
"On the contrary," smiled the squire. "I have merely completed the party."
"I'm sure Miss Moore doesn't want him!" she declared petulantly.
"I am afraid Miss Moore will have to put up with him nevertheless," said
Fielding, unperturbed. "For he is coming."
"You always do your best to spoil my pleasure," Vera flung at him.
Juliet saw the squire's mouth take an ominous downward curve, but to her relief he kept his temper in check. He was driving the car himself which was an open one. Somewhat grimly he turned to Juliet. "I hope you have no objection to sharing the back-seat with Mr. Green?"