He waved and she waved back; and they were lost round the corner.
Julian lay down in the shade of an elder bush, lit another cigarette, and looked at Judith with bright appraising eyes.
‘Well, Judith?’ he said, and smiled. And as of old the smile transfigured the whole harsh face with beauty.
‘Well, Julian? What have you been doing with yourself?’
‘Nothing, nothing.’
‘You’re happier than you were last time I saw you.’
‘What makes you say that?’
She hesitated.
‘Your—acting is much more natural.’
He laughed and made a face at her.