Book1:TeDream-Maker

hismouthandruntowardstheschoolic．Atthedoor,hewouldspititoutandgototheyoungnurse,piningofabadheadache．Theakinghistemperatureandthinkinghehadahighfever,wouldbeexceptionallytenderandkindtohirs.Lovelikedtowearcasualclotheswhenshewasathome,soshewasinasuitofredsandwhiteslippers．

    "LeaveyourwetclothesihroomandI’llwashthemforyou.”

    "No,Mrs.Love，I’tletyoudothat．I’llwashthemmyself.”

    "It’sokDimitri，youdon’tknowtheetricitiesofmywasheranddryerasIdo．Putonthekimonowhenyou’rethrough.”

    "Thankyou,ma’am.”

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    AsDimitrishoweredandtheredhiswholebody,histhoughtsremainedonhiskindandsideratehostess．Hethoughttohimself,

    "Hersmileisgesomehowitdoesn’tquitereachhereyeswhicharesadandwistful