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The Doings Of Raffles Haw

CHAPTER XI
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The latter stood silent with one foot over the threshold, staring in amazement around him.

The room, which may have been some thirty feet square, was paved and walled with gold.

Great brick-shaped ingots, closely packed, covered the whole floor, while on every side they were reared up in compact barriers to the very ceiling.
The single electric lamp which lighted the windowless chamber struck a dull, murky, yellow light from the vast piles of precious metal, and gleamed ruddily upon the golden floor.
"This is my treasure house," remarked the owner.

"You see that I have rather an accumulation just now.

My imports have been exceeding my exports.


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