Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第140/327页)

goforawalk.IwillbringmycellphoneincaseRichardcalls.Howaboutit?”Dimitrinoddedinagreement.

    ThewaterintheswimmingpoolrippledandspshedasAishaswambadforthfromootheileasafishuntilherlimbsweretiredandthedesiredeffectoftheexercisewasreached.Shethenwalkedslowlyupthestepsofthepoolwithdropsofwaterdrippingdownherslenderandgracefulbody.Takingupthergebathtowelontheloungechairshedriedherselfwithitandthenpacedupanddowgrassuntilsherecoveredherbreath.Shepouredhalfacupofbrandyandydownontheloungechairtorest.Shewasusirenuousexercisetogiveherbrai,butnowthattheexercisewasdone,herworriesaioohavereturned.Shehadbeentryingtorecallherdissertation“OnLifeinMatriarchalSociety”whichshehadbeenwritingwhileshewasintheKingdomofDreams.ButthebarbariantribeshadiheKingdomandthemagnifitpacewasburnttotheground,probablyturningherunfihesistoashesatthesametime.Totryandwritedownthewholemanuscriptfrommemorywasofcourseimpossible.Shecouldremembermostofthetentsbutmanyofthedetailsandfinepointswerehazyaualresearchwouldhavetobedooncemore.Writingathesiswaseasywhenparedttoreproduceahalf-finishedonefrommemory,whieededmorepainstakingcareaalbor.AsAisha’seyesgazedatthenightskies,shrillscreamsofpolicesirensintheneighbstreetsbrokethepeacefulserenityoftheresidentialdistrictaspolicecarsrushedby.Thisfemaleschorhadbeensolelytratedoudiesandwasimmersedintheseaofthemysteriesofknowledge.Thedisruptivedisturbanceremindedherthattherewasanoutsideworldwithturbulentuandcriminactivities.Aishawassurprisedthatsoteonsuchaquietnightthepolicewouldriskwakingthewholeneighborhoodbytheirsirens,loudspeakersandragpolicecars.Somethingmustbeafoot.Shesuddenlyrememberedthegossipsgoingaroundherneighborhoodthattherewasaserialrapistwhobrokeintoresidencesbyfordattemptedtorapewomen.Sheroseabruptlyfromherloungechair,crossedthegrassonherbarefeettostepintoherbeautifundexquisitesandalspreparingtogobacktoherhouseandsecurelycloseallthewindowsanddoors.Sheneverdreamedthatdangerwasalreadydrawingnearandwasrightoutsideherwoodenfence.

    EmmanuellookedcautiouslyrightaandwasoverjoyedtofindthattherewasnoonearoundandthatallwasquietandserehatobnoxiousJamazhadapparentlygoneaway”hethought“There’snotimelikethepresent.”Stretgouthisarm,hevaultedoverthefendjumpedintothebackyard.Aishawassteppingintoherbeautifulsandalsandwasjustabouttoturnaroundwhensuddenlyshewasfrontedbyatalndstalwartmanstandingrightinfrontofher.Shestaredathiminshodbeforeshecouldshoutforhelp,themanpressedameismofthesmallobjectheheldinhishandandathinlineofpowdersquirtedoutstraightatAisha’snoseandmouth.Sheonlyhadtimetosmelstrongfloweryfragrancebeforeshefaintedandlostsciousness.Emmaookafewstepsforwardandcaughtherbythewaistbeforeshefelltotheground.Hewasetedbyhissuccessandwasabouttocarryherintothehousewhensomeoneelsejumpedoverthefencebehindhimshouting,

    “Hey!Whatareyougoingtodotoher?”EmmaurnedhisheadandfounditwasagainthatspoilsportJamaz.

    “WhatIwanttodoismybusiness”repliedhecrossly,“andhasnothingtodowithyou.Scram!”

    “Isawyoufromafarrushingtowardsthishouse”saidJamaz,withhishand