Artificer EVEN THE MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN UNDERLYING
- O io non so! Said with such sound, his voice gave a lewd echo as far away as the time when the adage must have been written. Even
architect behind the mystery of hidden, "he thought to find it anywhere no testimony or heading the author of the work, written with incomparable art and expertise available, it was clear he had been founded at different times and for very peculiar people. He closed the book placed next to his chest solemn parody a hug to make way for his thoughts, without any reasonable argument were multiplied on a winding fickle abyss of confusion and bewilderment. Along with the book, flanking both sides, were distributed in individual a kind of tickets printed with grotesque designs stamps bizarre and lonely characters or accompanied by a prolific and eloquent bestiary. At the top all along beautifully wrapped package with a kind of dark velvet, highlighted excessive hidden compartment for a tab that Pamela got up with great diligence.
- Wow! Joyful joyfully exclaimed in a doze to see a perfect line of magnificent pearls. The gems were of such extraordinary beauty and extravagance colorful sunset that the owner put into question the authenticity of the jewels, not only of pearls but of all the precious stones that adorned masterfully the entire work. Was upset to admit for a moment thought so sordid. With unheard of abject stupidity was found to conjecture petty and trivial to dismiss for a moment of unforgivable weakness, expertise, scholarship, art, expertise of the artist facing the same technique and even the meaning and the vital essence of his invaluable creation, prepending exclusively to the expected value of its components. Pamela felt a terrible fear, unexpectedly was faced with tangible uncertainty of the past, there was no concession or escape, was discovered indubitable front of him, and had to figure it out even if it was terrible. Gradually regained his heart beat regularly, took a deep breath and with renewed courage opened the bottom chamber was completely equal and opposite to that containing the exotic pearls. Perplexed, disappointed perhaps sarcastically said that the rack was completely empty.
The owner looked ecstatic his precious legacy for hours without finding the slightest explanation to a whole barrage of questions began to haunt him and fell asleep when the sun warmed with trembling ray dawn ocean beachfront. Read
CHAPTER 23
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