“So what are you going to do?” I asked.
“For now,” Oak replied, “Nothing.”
“Nothing?” Mary exclaimed, “You can't just do nothing.”
“I believe,” he turned his gaze to her, “That doing nothing
right now is the best course of action.”
“With God knows what in the cellar?” Mary seemed quite flustered
by this.
“I have a sense of a game being played,” he continued.
A game?” I asked.
“Yes, a game,” he replied. “At the moment, I am unsure if we
are the players, the audience or the pieces. Until I know more,
caution is the best road. Until I know more, the most cautious thing
I can nothing.”
“So we just have to put up with it rumbling away?” Mary asked.
