“Do you really believe I pilfered from your mom?” Felix shouted. “I was thanked by Mrs. McAllister with the box for mowing her lawn—a task that you ought to have performed for her!”
“That box would never have been given to you by Mom!” “Hey Felix,” Henry remarked, poking him in the eye with his finger. “A well-known craftsman sold it to my great-great-grandfather, who was a prominent politician!” Only two other things on Earth are identical to it! In exchange for the return of the package, I will pay you $1,000. What do you think?
“No.” So Felix stood up. So long as you’re interested in purchasing it, you may do so whenever I auction it off. Alright, Henry, farewell.
The day after that, Felix visited a local sales house.
A lady called Ellen accompanied him and Mr. Whitaker, an air-headed guy with an elitist accent, into a back room for the assessment.
“I can confirm right away that the mark on the bottom is from a skilled craftsman,” Mr. Whitaker said. So, yes, sir, this is a significant thing. Among only two such specimens on Earth.
Looking down at the box, Ellen knelt. “Merely, that is beautiful…”Might I inquire as to the status of your provenance paperwork?
