The tapping of the Tree branches on Lady Sylvia's window became so annoying to her ears that she got up from her bed angrily to stop it, even if it means cutting it with her bare hands.

"Sylvia dear relax" Her lover or the butler, mister George Duncan yawned looking at her

"No this is unbearable!!" She stated and went out of her room to look for the gardener ... "Hey you! Are you the gardener?" She asked you who was sitting alone On that lonely night in the garden.