Sunny Corner
Copyright© 2017 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 24
Mitchell’s Creek, Sunny Corner, New South Wales, Australia:24
“Well Jim, got any idea what you’re going to do with that money?” I said.
“What money?”
“Got to you did he?”
“Huh?”
“Exactly.” I laughed.
“How does he know about the cowfaces?” Jim whispered. I could barely hear him.
“Gentlemen, gentlemen ... Please, there’s an auction going on ... you’ve already bid twice. All shall be revealed in the end,” Grandfather said.
Jim slapped his hand over his mouth.
“I have one million three hundred fifty thousand. I am looking for one four ... thank you sir. I have one million four ... do I hear one four fifty? One four fifty? one four fifty.” He raised his gavel... “ ... one five ... thank you, young lady. I have one five ... Any increase? one five ... one five ... last call. Sold at one million five hundred thousand. I’m sorry, sir ... you were too late. Speak to Miss Jakobsen ... perhaps ... No?
“Gentlemen and lady, I bid you adieu. Perhaps another time.”
The TV screen disappeared and the bidders clustered around Miss Jakobsen. Her entourage bullied their way forward and the losers stepped back.
The loser who dithered too long stepped up to grandfather, shook his hand, and said. “Perhaps, next time ... should such a prize again appear... ?”
Grandfather said, “Certainly, Dario Antonio. Should another such a one ... thank you for coming.”
I wouldn’t say the man was pushed out the door ... such an act would be dangerous in the extreme ... but his way was smoothed and he departed only slightly ruffled.
As the door shut behind Dario, grandfather shed his ceremonial robes and passed them to the oh so careful young man.
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