“Yes”saidDimitri.“Thatwouldbeforthebest.”

        “Yourdipidatedjalopylyseattwo”saidMegginn,takiofherpocketandhandingittoRichard.“Takemytaxicabalongaswell.Youmight.”RichardandJamazeachdroveadmadeforthetemplebytheke,followedbyapuffofsmoke.

        Whenthere’snoknowinghowthingswillturnout,thewaitingwasatorment.Butatthistimetherewasnootherrecourse.DimitriacceptedMegginn’sadvidtriedtokeepcalmandposed,butinhisheartastormofthoughtsemergedoeranotheranditwashardforhimtokeephisequilibrium.Hethought,

        “Inone’slifetimetherearesuretobecrisisandcamitiesofdifferentdegreesofseverity.Whenoneesalong,itmustbedealtwithandovere.Iftherewereneverah-takingmomentsinone’slife,lifewouldbedulndft.Inmylifetherehadbeensomehair-raisingoccasions,butluckilyIhavealwayseoutsafelyandsmoothedthingsover.ThisbusinesswithRomiisnotanemergencyofthefirstcaliber.Itisbutasmalltwistitome,ablindman,itisadifficultproblemtosolve.Yes,thisisonlyasmallturn.Therearesuretobestillgreaterandgravercatastrophesiurewaitingtobogmedown.Whereandwhenwilltheyhappen?WillitbeinmyKingdomofDreamsorinthismundaneworld?Thatisanunanswerablequestion.Itislikelivinginasituationwhereoknowwhethertheoutewillbegoodorevil.Insuchadition,onelywait.Waitingisakindoftorture.Butsuchislife.Inthisuniverse,istheresuchapcewhereonebetranquindhappy?Ionlywanttobeagardenercarefullytendingmylovelyflowers.AllthebeautiesinmyKingdomarelikeluxuriantlybloomingflowersinparadise.”MegginnseemedintuitivelyawareofDimitri’siruggle.

        “Don’tbmeyourselftoomuch,Dimitri.”Shesaid.“Beingblindisnotyourfault.Itisheaven’swill.Everyonearoundyoubeyoureyes.Becauseyouare,wewillfollowyouforever.”DimitriuoodthiswasonlyMegginntryingtoforthihetrary,theburdeheavierthanever.

        Amaliawasinadeepsleep,snregurly.Thebeautiesheavedasighofrelief,assuredthatshewouldbealrightfortherestofthenight.Theyheardthesoundsofversationdownstairs,andthenheardRichard’struckdriveaway.Nowallwassilentinthebackyard.Yoko,Mary,MaraandLavernewalkeddowairs,leaviowatchoverthesleepingoldwomanwhoselotinlifehadbeensofullofhardships.SheimovedsomebeddingtothefloorbeforeAmalia’sbed,intendingtosleepthereforthenight.Dimitriheardsoftfootstepsdesdiairs,therustlingofclothesawasthebeautiesingdown.

        “HowisAmaliadoing?”heasked.“Hasshecalmeddowned?”

        “Shehasfallenintoadeepsleep”Yokoreplied.“Sheiisbyhersideandwilltakecareofherallnight.”

        “Sheiisreallyaverygoodgirl”saidDimitri.“SheknowsthathersedlifewasgiventoherbyAmalia.Thatshe,atheryoungage,uandstheceptofgratitudeandrepayingherbeorisreallyudable.WhereisMark?Whatishedoing?”

        “Hewaslookingaticbooksinthefront,”repliedLavernowIthinkheissnoozingwithhisheadontheter.”

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