Book1:TeDream-Maker (第68/711页)

ee?"Mr．Kaffee’svoicerosetoascreedhisfaceturred.Dimitrifeltachildishdelightthathecouldheformidablemobsterintoababblingmassofnerves．Hecppedhishandsandughedoutloud，saying，"I’mhere！I’mhere！eame!”

    Hewokeupughingandsaying，"I’mhere！I’mtheoneyou’relookingfor！"Thepeoplewaitingatthebusstop,eagertogethomeafterahardday’swork,turheirheadsandlookedathimcuriously．Dimitrilookedaroundhimdazed，andfoundthatitwasalreadygettingdark．Hesighed，"Backtotherealwain.”Helookedupatthetallimposingbuildingwithlightsalbze，ahimself，sittingonthecurbofthesidewalk．"HowItoppleabanklikethatsingle-handedly?Iamonlyoneinacrowd;amanoreetlikeanantintheforest．Butaninsignifitmanlikemesurehadaludicrousdream!”WhathedidnotknowwasthatM