"What's up?" Savannah saw the serious expression on his face.
"Nothing." Dylan took the phone back into his pocket, unbuckled Savannah, and led her into the villa.
Judy was even more delighted than Savannah when she learned that Savannah's injustice was righted.
"Justice has long arms," Judy laughed, "Mrs. Yontz is such a scheming woman! But Miss White was from a good family, it was really uncivilized for her to commit perjury. How could she be so ungracious?"
"Judy, cook Miss Schultz some food." Dylan interrupted Judy.
He didn't want Savannah to think about this anymore.
"Are you going out?" Savannah suddenly blurted out; it sounded like he would not stay here.
A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were alight with humor as if he enjoyed her response.
"I... I don't mean that. I mean..." Savannah blushed. Was she afraid of his leaving?