"Not by this entrance," he said. "There is another into the Castle itself which is known to a few. It leads into the music room whence Mr. Green will be able to start upon his search."
He threw a mischievous glance at Green who met it with a look so direct, and so unswerving that the odd eyes blinked and turned away.
But curiously a spirit of perversity seemed to have entered into Juliet.
She also looked at Dick. "I wish you would go and find them," she said.
"I know they will be wondering where we are."
His brows went up. She thought he was going to refuse. And then quite suddenly he yielded. "Certainly if you wish it!" he said. "And when they are found?"
"Oh, dump them in the great hall!" said Saltash. "To be left till called for!"
"Charles!" protested Juliet.
He grinned at her—a wicked, monkeyish grin, and threw open the door, disclosing a steep and winding stone stair.
"Will you be pleased to enter!" he said, in the tone of one issuing a royal command.
But she hung for a moment, looking back with a strange wistfulness at the man she was leaving. The imprisoned air came out into the hot sunshine like a cold vapour. She shivered a little.
"Dick!" she said.