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rwardbyisgettiopounce.Mr.Fingerwasinnopositiontosavehimself.Infacthewasnoteveorunaway.Stepbystepheretreatedfromhispredatoruntilhefoundhimselfbackedintoaerwithogo.Indesperationhecriedout, “Dimitri!Help!Whereareyou,RichardandJamaz?Wheretheheckareyouguys?Iamintrouble.eandhelpme!”SuddenlyherememberedthathehadseverelywoundedJamazwhomayevenhavedied.“Oh,howcouldIhavedonesuchadastardlythingaskillingmygoodfriend?Ireallydeservetobepuhisisiablyjustdesertsformycrimes.”ThebckcatpouMr.Finger,whoquicklyydownftonthegroundandrolleduhecrackofthedoorofthehouse.Inthiscritientoflifeah,heagainhadanarroeandmaosavehislife. DimitriputhislefthandonCharina’srightshoulder,holdieewhichheishout,inhisrighthand.ThetwoofthemtogetherwithMaureen,whichCharinaledonaleash,walkedleisurelyonthesidewalksaroundLakeMerritt.Charinaseldomcameoutsoteatnight,soshemadesurethatherdogwasleashedforfearitwouldtakeitintoitsheadtoadveintothenightonitsown.Thekewaterwascalmandsmooth,coveredwithalightcoatoffog.Carsdrovebyfastandtherewerenootherpedestriansabout.Nowandthenapolicecarwoulddriveslowlyby,evidentlyonpatrositdidnothaveitssirenbring.Thesituationhadcalmeddow,quitedifferentfromtenseandnerve-ragatmosphereearlierinthenight.Dimitritooseemedmoreposed.Heseemedtohavetakena‘ewhatmay’attitudeaboutthefuture,aswwouldnotmendmatters.TheymadeawholeroundofthekeinaboutanhourandCharinaledDimitritoabendsaid, “It’sbeenquiteawalk.Let’ssitdownandtakeabreak.”Dimitrinoddedhisassentandbothofthemsatdown.MaureeovertoDimitriandsatdownbyhisside.Dimitrilovinglystrokeditssilkysmoothfurandsaid, “DidyouknowthatIusedtohangaroundhereallthetime?Therosegardepassedwasoneofmyfavoritehaunts.Iwouldbringabottleofliquorthereahenightintheopenwiththebeautifulroses.SometimesIgetdrunkandworrythattheflowerswouldwiltwhileIsleep…Sadlysuchcarefreeaimesarenomore.”Charinashookherhead,herlonghairswaying,givingoffarose-likefragrandsaid, “Solongasthereispoetryinyourheart,yourlifewillbebeautifusapoem.Poetiviroisalwaysaround,sothereisionofitsdisappearingandbeingnomore…Butsometimes,Ihaveafantasyofdressingupasahomelesspersonandgogallivantingtothefarthestersoftheworldwithyou.Thatshouldbeawonderfulexperience.” “Thelifeofahomelesspersonisnotasromanticasyouseemtothink”repliedDimitrismiling.“Itisnotthekindoflifemostpeoplecouldhandle.Ifyouareied,wecouldgiveitatryandyouwouldknowalltheupsanddownofvagabondlife.Apolicecardroveslowlybyandstoppednearby.Thepolirolleddownhiscarwindowandgavethemapuzzledlook:abeautifundcssylookingwomansittioamiddle-agedhomelesspersowopletelydifferentcssesofpeoplewereactuallysittingpanionablysidebyside.Hesteppedoutofhisdwalkedovertothemsaying, “Wearelookingforapairoffugitives,amanandawoman.Haveyouseenanyonelikethemaroundhere?” “No”repliedCharina.“Wehavemadearoundofthekeandhaven’tseenanotherperson.”Thepolisizedupthepairinfrontofhimanddecidedtheywerenottheohepolicewereafter.Hetookouthisnotebookandaskedpolitely, 11 “MayIhaveyournames,pleaseandyouroccupation?”Charinatoldhimherhatshewas