Can it be a new kind of money? Josh wondered.
The man smiled when he glanced at the banner, and Josh suddenly felt that this man had a close attachment to this new money. He looked at the sign with such love, as if it were his child.
Before Josh removed his hand from the box, he saw the man turn back to his desk, and the sun flashed on his tiepin for a moment. It was exactly the same golden tiepin the man in the mask wore, the man who brought the box.
He didn’t have much time to think about this bizarre element of the dream, because he was already standing in front of the middle box. The judge-like man politely lifted up his box, so Josh didn’t need to lean forward. His arm easily slipped into the unfathomable depths, where the light circled around.
He saw another young man heading tow
