There was a priest at Africa that Allan Quatermain's men helped.
He suffered a severe fever and was about to die.
He looked at Allan's eyes, while his hand took a paper from his trousers' pocket, "Look Monsieur, with me is a map to the greatest treasure in the world,
Find it and you will be the richest man in the world"
Allan took it.
It was a scratch of an umbrella, pointed at a little house and at the bottom of it, there was a note: "Rain is a sacred and at the same time,
The most beautiful thing in the world"
He was thinking of Paris in the rain. After all the priest was a French.
Then he travelled to Paris. After walking around the city for days, one day the rain fell.
He tried to stop the taxi but they were all full of passenger. He then decided to wait till the rain stopped at a quiet alley.
At there he saw a little house with a sign of an umbrella just above the door. "Little Paris Bookshop. Books for everybody." There it was.
The greatest treasure in the world.
He then entered the door and saw an old lady beyond the desk. "Hi Young Man, could I help you at all?" She is an american expatriate, lucky me he thought
Then he said, "A dying priest once told me that you hold the greatest treasure in the world"
The old lady replied, "Ah Pierre, that cheerful young block, poor boy he died too soon... Come with me"
They went to the backdoor and the lady unlocked a wooden box that she took from an aged cupboard.
There was a bible inside it. "There it is,
The greatest treasure in the world"
