Oliver Winslow had been sitting in the downstairs living room for quite a while, appearing somewhat anxious, but always forcefully suppressing it.
Julian Harrington walked in and said softly, "Director Winslow, Miss Lock's butler just came by and was turned away. I suspect...he must have told John Fame about it."
"Isn't it good that he is told?" Oliver Winslow couldn't help but glance upstairs, "I am curious to see if John Fame does anything when he finds out that Lissy is here at my place."
"Director Winslow, are you hoping that John Fame would rush over here in a fit of rage?"
"Two possibilities. First, John Fame reprimands the butler and then drops the matter. Second, he comes over here immediately."
"What if John Fame chooses to ignore it?"
