He knew not how to act, urged as he was in two directions. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. There he was, standing with a group of men who she presumed to be the other richest men in the world. It was a beautiful place that she had found, a round cave by a small stream.
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