Book1:TeDream-Maker (第81/166页)

ivewildnessofthecaveman,hisbrainwasequippedwiththemostadvanowledgeofmoderncivilizationandhisbreathgaveforthaprofoundmysticism．

    "Noreason,”shefinallyanswered．"MyfleshbodyhasbeentamedbyaninvisiblereinandIwaswillingtoacceptdiscipliherewasreallynothingmoretobesaid,bothafraidtobreakthetranquillityofthequietnessbeforedawn,thesilehadexistedintheprimitiveforestformillionsofyears．Astouttwigoheembragtreesshottowardstheskyandalongtailedbirdwithmagnifitfeathersgotholdofit．Itwaswellthatwoodhadnonerves,orthesharpcwsofthebirdwouldcausethewholetreetoshiver．Romi’sbeautifulhamovingteasinglyupanddownuntilDimitrisubsciouslywisheditwouldgostilllower．Thehand,asifobeyingtheunspokenand,wasabouttoventurelowerwhenagrowlingsoundwasheardingfromDimitri’sstomadbothofthemughed．

    "Areyouhungry?Wouldyoulikesomethi?"

    "Yes”heansweredaupandputontheirrobesinthegraynessofearlydawn．

    Sincehekwhen,therainhadstartedagain,sptteringdownfromeavesontothetdoorwaybelow．Inthegraynessofdawn,therowsofhousesacrossthestreetseemedtobowtheirheadssubmissivelyaherainwashoverthem．Dimitrisatbythetableinaerofthediningroomsippingthewigtherainse,enjoyingthecalmandquietbeforedaybreak．Romiwasbusyipreparingbreakfast．Fromtheperspectiveofthesoundsingfromthearea，herfootsteps，therunningwater，thegandgofpotsandpans，Dimitrientallyjureupvisionsofherbodilymovements．ThiswasoheskillshehadlearntfromMissMindy，atleastthatwaswhathethoughthernamewas．Hehadfotten．ShewasaninstructorfromtheStateDepartmentofRehabilitationwherehehadenrolledtolearnmobilityskillstwo,whehewouldsoongoblind．Shetaughthimhowtotelldireanddistinguishspeedofmovementa，sothatwheneverheheardasound，itwasalmostaphysicalimpahisbodyandhecouldaccuratelytellitssource,height,speedandvelocity．Sheusedtoblindfoldhim，givehimawhiteeandtakehimtoallkindsofstreets，busyorquietoopractieday，hebumpedintoanironpoleathelessonthatitwaseasytoavoidthingsthatemittedsounds,whilewithmobileobjeehadtotratealttentiononwalkingandohoughtswanderashisteodo．ThattimehewasdistractedbecauseforamomeedtheslipshadeMissMindyhadputoverhiseyesforpractidagustofwindjusthappeoblowupherskirts,revealingherbeautifullegs．Dimitrihitthepolebecausehewasthinkingofthoselegsinsteadoftratingonwalking．HewasughinghystericallyattheremembrancewhenRomicameintotheroomwithhisbreakfastonatray．

    "Whatareyouughingat,Dimitri?"

    "Nothingmuch,”herepliedandthoughtnotwithoutasenseofguiltthatitwasunfairofhimtobethinkingofanotherwomanwhilehewaswithhislovelyhostess．Theysatdowntoscrambledeggswithsausageandhashbrownsandwine．

    "Youknow,youweretalkinginyoursleepstnight.”

    "Iwas?WhatdidIsay?"

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    "Youmentionedalotofwomen’snames：Novel，Elina，Lotus，Deanna，Ileenandohyes，Medusa!Whatdoesitmean?"Dimitrikeptoing,whowtoexpinhisKingdomofDreamstoher．

    "IsheMrsSilkisewholivesacrosstheLake?"

    "Yes．SheisnowinmyKingdomofDreams.”

    "ThisisthethirdtimeyouhavementionedydomofDreams．Whatkindofpceisthat?"

    Dimitriremainedsilent，notknowiobegin．Therainoutsideseemedtobestripsofthread,famysticalwebshiel