Book1:TeDream-Maker
rd,ahystepsapproachedthestilndmotionlessformontheground.Dimitriopenedhiseyeswhesomeonepushinghimahefigureofatall,bckbruteofaman,hardasnails.HereizedhimatonceasJamaz,Mrs.Silkise’smaintenan.Dimitriheardhislowtrabassvoiceexg. "ThankGodyouarestillive.” "You’reJamaz,aren’tyou?RichardandYokowenttothehospitaltogetyou.Howeyou’rehere?” "Oh,youknowRichardChao?"Jamazexcimedindelight."Ikbehavingmoneyproblemswhenhedidn’tetogetme,soIgavethemtheslipwheok.ThiswasmyhangoutbeforeIwenttoworkforMrs.Silkise,soIcamebackhereagain.” "It’stimeIexpinedeverything.Iwastheghostthatscaredyouintofallingfromthedder.Ihopeyou’llfiveme.” "Really?I’vebeenthinkingitmustbeaweirdhumanbeingbecauseIdon’tbelieveinghosts.Butit’smyfaulttoo.Ishouldn’thaveplottedagainstpoorMrs.Silkise,mymistress."Justthen,blindingheadlightsfloodedthedarkroomandDimitriandJamazstiffenedinapprehension,afraidthatthekidnapperswerebackagain.Thescreegofbrakes,thesmmingofcardoors,apahejovialvoiceofRichardcalling "Areyouthere,Jamaz?"settheirheartsatrest.RichardandYokocameintotheroomandsawJamaz.Richardranup,gaveJamazadigintheribandexcimed, "Hey,youson-of-a-gun,wheothehospitandfoundyougone,IknewIwouldfindyouhere!"Yokobentdowntoexamihedarkformtiedupandlyingonthegroundandexcimedinastonishment, "Why,it’sDimitri!Howdidyougethere?" "Notimetoexpinnow.Untiemea’sgetoutofhereasquicklyaspossiblebeforetheyeback.”ThreepairsofhandsworkedontheropesandinnotimeDimitriwasfreeagain.TheyallhurriedintoYoko’soldddroveawayi