Book3:WereMyDreamIs

omensofthefuture.WhenIclimbedupfromthesteepcliffthatday,Ifoundthatallthesentrieshadabaheirpostsandeveryohebarbariansoldiersandnativeshaddisappeared.ImmediatelyafterthattheearthquakeandtsunamihappenedandIalmostlostmylifeiurbulentwaves.Whydidthenativesdisappear?”JustthentherewasaknockatthedoorandMr.Wolfewalkedin,smilingwidely,beamingwithsatisfa.

    Josephioppedbeforethedoorofanofficewhereindistinctmurmursofversationcouldbeheard.Whenthevoicescametoastop,shetooktheopportunitytoknodheardsomeonesay,“einplease.”JosephinepushedopenthedoorandsawMr.Seider,theowhisworld-famousjewelrystore,sittingbehindhisdeskwhichiledhighwithallkindsofbookslikearetailbookseller.Thebookcasewasfullofallkindsofbooksongeology,somewereopened,andsomewereidonthefloor.Itcouldbepresumedthatthiswastheofficeofastudiousacademicschor.SeatedacrossfromhimwasMr.Wolfe,hisright-handmanandtheaowledgedauthorityofthejewelryworld.Theroomwasfullofthesmellcoffeeandcigars.Theceilingfanwaswhirling;thewindowswereopenwithssiopreventfliesandmosquitoesfromflyingin.Thisicalold-fashionedoffice.Itwashereinthisutilitarian,low-keyofficethatMr.Seiderpushedhispanystepbystepuptothepinhejewelryworld.Itwasevidentthathewasaservativeman,notgiventoseekifadsandtrends,ashisofficestillretaiheatmosphereandappearahe40sand50s.Thetwoofthemwerediscussingtheseriouscrisisfrontingtheirpany,whieededtoberesolvedimmediately.Iyearstheyhadexpaoorapidlyandhadoverfivehundredbranchesallovertheworldandmorethanthirtythousandemployees.Ihepreseatingfinancialdowntur