The place where we left the portal turned out to be so chic that I involuntarily gasped in admiration. It was not just a library with even rows of bookshelves, but a real masterpiece of architecture and design - huge, richly decorated with golden decorative elements, a painted ceiling, sculptures and old paintings.

It was clear that Lee furnished this room with love and understanding of its importance, not sparing money on it. And for all its solemn palace beauty, it was not a museum exposition, but was quite functional: for the convenience of readers, there were sofas and tables with chairs - lacquered, carved, elegant. And the magic lamps...