Saltash looked at her questioningly for a moment, then his look returned to Dick. "I am the friend who never tells," he observed. "So it was—Miss Moore—you were playing to, was it? Ah, Juliette!" He threw her a sudden smile. "I would I could play like that!"
She uttered her soft, low laugh. "No; you have quite enough accomplishments, mon ami. Now, if you don't mind, I think we had better walk back and find Mr. and Mrs. Fielding. Perhaps you know—or again perhaps you don't—they live at Shale Court. And I am with them—as Mrs. Fielding's companion. I—" she hesitated momentarily—"have left Lady Jo."
"Oh, I know that," said Saltash. "I've missed you badly. We all have.
When are you coming back to us?"
"I don't know," said Juliet.
He gave her one of his humorous looks. "Next week—some time—never?"
She opened her sun-shade absently. "Probably," she said.
"Rather hard on Lady Jo, what?" he suggested. "Don't you miss her at all?"
"No," said Juliet. "I can't—honestly—say I do."
"Oh, let us be honest at all costs!" he said. "Do you know what Lady Jo is doing now?"
Juliet hesitated an instant, as if the subject were distasteful to her.
"I can guess," she said somewhat distantly.