Juliet's hand slipped free. Dick threw her a smile and jumped out.
"Will the car be all right?" he said, as he turned to help her down.
"Oh, right enough," the squire said. "There is no traffic along here."
"I am hoping to go into the house," said Vera. "But I suppose it will be crammed with people."
"We'll do the flower-show first anyhow," said Fielding.
He led the way with her, and it seemed quite natural to Juliet that Green should fall in beside her. It was a cloudless day, and she had an almost childish feeling of delight in its splendour. She was determined to enjoy herself to the utmost.
They entered the first sweltering tent and in the throng she felt again the touch of Dick's hand at he came behind. "We mustn't lose each other," he said, with a laugh.
The midsummer madness was upon her, and, without looking at him she squeezed the fingers that gripped her arm.
In a moment his voice spoke in her ear. "Look here! Let's get away! Let's get lost! It's the easiest thing in the world. We can't all hang together in this crowd."
This was quite evident. The great marquee was crammed with people, and already Fielding was piloting his wife to the opening at the other end.