Book2:KigdomIteDreams

itri’sloungechair.HehadleftmessagesforDimitritoeandseehimassooback,butDimitrihadnotdoneso.Hewaitedinvainforadayandanight,andbeinganimpatientman,hedecidedtoeandseeforhimselfhowthiheoldmauptotheloungechair,cspedbothhishandtogetherreverentlyandlookingtowardstheskyhemovedhislipssilentlyint.Thenhesuddenlygotintoakindofdance,gesturingwildlywithbothhands,makingawholeseriesofquiprehensiblemotions,whilehisfeet,too,movedinharmony.Hedancedforawhile,thenpghishandsoopofDimitri’sheadhesaid,

    “Allyourwealthwillbescattered,butIpromisethatyouwilgainamassevenmoreriches.Letthatbemyreimbursementtoyou”Thesilentlybythesameroute.

    Thewhite-beardedoldmanwasthegodsofwealththatDimitriworshippedonhisownprivate