After so many days, Savannah was still annoyed at Dylan or at herself. She hanged her head and said dryly, "nothing, we met in the garden. He helped me when I tripped."
Dylan frowned. Each time the little woman needed help, Lionel happened to be with her, and then she could enjoy his care as a matter of course.
What a coincidence! Dylan laughed sarcastically. Was that mean they were brought together by fate?
The atmosphere among the three became even tense. Fortunately, at this moment, Emma came back in a hurry with a coat in hand. Seeing that Dylan and Lionel were there, she stopped startled, "Mr. Sterling, Mr. Rowe..."
The two men stood there like two wild beasts ready to attack each other; Mr. Sterling looked madly ferocious and Rowe calm and self-possessed.
Between the two men stood Savannah, the little game between two wild beasts.
The atmosphere became a little relaxed when Emma broke the silence.