CHAPTER XXII
UNDER-CURRENTS
"Well, how do you like her?" Julian asked, when their visitors had left them.
"Oh, I dare say she's all right," was the reply. "She's got a good deal to say for herself."
Julian turned away, and walked about the room.
"What does she work at?" said Harriet, after glancing at him furtively once or twice.
"I have no idea."
"It's my belief she doesn't work at all."
"Why should Waymark have said so, then?" asked Julian, standing still and looking at her. He spoke very quietly, but his face betrayed some annoyance.