Book1:TeDream-Maker

hantheydidduringtheirlifetime，asthentheywouldhavemoreleisure．Isn’tthefleshbodythenayokeonthesoul?No，toenjoylifewewaituntildeath．Wefreeourselvesfromthestraintsimposeduponus”

    Raisinghishead，Dimitrisuddenlysawabattered，beige-coloredautomobilestrahecurbofthestreet．Itsbeautifulyoungmistresswasstandingbythedoorofthecar，dressedinalightgraysuit,smilily,herlonggoldenhairtousledinthewind．

    "Whyhi!It’syouagain,Dimitri．Iknewwe’dmeetagain!"

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    "HiMegginn!"saidDimitrihasteninguptoher．"Whyareyouherealone?Hasthecarbeenagupagain?"

    "I’mafraidso,”shesaidruefully．"Iwasjusthopingyou’dappearagainoutofnowhereandetomyrescue,andhereyouareatthemostopportuime!"

    "Thehonorisallmine,”saidDimi