"Are we arguing?"
"Are we?"
Victoria sighed a little. "I was worried. The girls were so excited by Zorro's visit that they were all speculating about what was going on."
"I may have been a little thoughtless at the time, but the boy was safe. My father was not. The girls could have been hurt or worse. Really…"
Victoria reached for him, but he stood abruptly, and went to the fire place.
"I have to see to Toronado. He's still saddled, and needs a rub down. Excuse me," Diego muttered, as he pressed the trigger for the door.
"Wait, Diego."