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Oskar Hedin, head of the fur department of old John McNabb’s big store, looked up from his scrutiny of the Russian sable coat spread upon a table before him, and encountered the twinkling eyes of old John himself. It’s a shame to keep this coat here-and that natural black fox piece, too. Who is there in Terrace City that’s got thirty thousand dollars to spend for a fur coat, or twenty thousand for a fox fur? Old John grinned. Mrs. Orcutt bought one, didn’t she?
Yes, but she bought it down in New York-
An’ paid thirty-five thousand for a coat that runs half a dozen shades lighter, an’ is topped an’ pointed to bring it up to the best it’s got. Did I ever tell ye the story of Mrs. Orcutt’s coat?
No.
It goes back quite a ways-the left-handed love me an’ Fred Orcutt has for one another.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Oskar Hedin, head of the fur department of old John McNabb’s big store, looked up from his scrutiny of the Russian sable coat spread upon a table before him, and encountered the twinkling eyes of old John himself. It’s a shame to keep this coat here-and that natural black fox piece, too. Who is there in Terrace City that’s got thirty thousand dollars to spend for a fur coat, or twenty thousand for a fox fur? Old John grinned. Mrs. Orcutt bought one, didn’t she?
Yes, but she bought it down in New York-
An’ paid thirty-five thousand for a coat that runs half a dozen shades lighter, an’ is topped an’ pointed to bring it up to the best it’s got. Did I ever tell ye the story of Mrs. Orcutt’s coat?
No.
It goes back quite a ways-the left-handed love me an’ Fred Orcutt has for one another.