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Bert was only a shoe salesman, probably twenty dollars a week,
                            and most careful with his pennies.
                                   There was Clyde, the person who had real money and willing to
                            spend  it  on  her  freely.  But  could  she  persuade  him  to  make  such  an
                            expensive present as this? Mr Rubinstein stood looking at her feeling the
                            nature of the problem that was facing her.
                                   “Well, little girl,” he finally said, “I see you’d like to have this
                            coat, all right, and I’d like to have you have it, too. And now I’ll tell you
                            what I’ll do, and better than that I can’t and don’t want to do for anyone
                            else – not a person in this city. Bring me a hundred and fifteen dollars
                            any time within the next few days – Monday or Wednesday or Friday, if
                            this coat is still here, and you can have it. I’ll do even better. I’ll save it
                            for you. How’s that? Until next Wednesday or Friday. More than that no
                            one would do for you, now, would they?”
                                   He  acted  as  if  he  were  indeed  doing  her  a  great  favor.  And
                            Hortense, going away, felt that if only – only she could take that coat at
                            one  hundred  and  fifteen  dollars,  she  would  be  making  a  marvelous
                            bargain. Also that she would be the smartest-dressed girl in Kansas City
                            beyond  the  shadow  of  a  doubt.  If  only  she  could  in  some  way  get  a
                            hundred and fifteen dollars before next Wednesday, or Friday.

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                            Text   2

                                               A  DECENT  PURCHASE

                                                                          From Say No to Death
                                                                                            6
                                                                          by  Dymphna Cusack

                                   Bart went into a pawnshop and put the camera down. The man
                            behind the counter picked it up and examined it carefully without saying
                            a word. He examined the lens thoroughly. He tested the mechanism. He
                            looked  through  the  view-finder.  He  looked  up  at  last,  apparently
                            satisfied.
                                   “A nice camera. What do you want for it?”
                                   “What will you give me?”


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                             Друкується за виданням  D. Cusack. Say No to Death. – Kiev: Dnipro
                            Publishers, 1976, pp. 206-210.

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