Book2:KigdomIteDreams

ouldbeforthebest.”

    “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,