When I hid, I assumed Sam would hide as well. However, he didn't! The next thing I know, he was talking to them!
"Give me one reason I should let you disturb me?" Sam asked.
I gasped, immediately covering my mouth with my both my palms.
Did he show himself? Would he let them in? What would he say when they asked what he was doing here, alone? Old Olly wouldn't believe him if he came up with a lame excuse! Would he tell them he was the duke? Would they even believe him?
Myriads of panic-stricken question hovered over my head. I listened to them talk and heaved a sigh of relief when the professor recognized Sam.
I didn't hear Old Olly, but I'm certain she was baffled and kneeling. Before a noble, especially a man in power, peasants like us automatically kneel until our forehead touching the ground.
I listened as the Professor explained and Sam's cruel reply. I held my breath. Sam wouldn't really do that, would he?
