Back at the Carmichael mansion at the time of the evening, Vivian was back at the shed looking at the lamb whose neck had been tied next to a wooden pole fixed on the ground. With her body crouched, she sat on her feet without placing her bottom on the ground. Now that she had learnt to get close to the lamb, she petted the animal with her fingers.
"Aren't you going to feed it?" asked Leonard who had come out of his room bored. With his cousins now gone from the mansion, the place was quiet and peaceful again. Picking up the grass from the box he put it in front of the lamb which began eating it. The little girl's eyes lit up like Christmas had arrived and her eyes went to the box where the freshly picked grass was kept. Seeing her reluctance, Leonard took some more grass and this time instead of feeding it, he handed it to her, "Try it," at the same Paul who had gone to pick the logs came back to exclaim,
