The Forged Coupon by Leo Nikoleyevich Tolstoy
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"You have plenty of time," said the shopkeeper, examining the coupon very closely because of her shortsightedness. "It will look lovely in that frame, don't you think so?" said Mahin, turning to Mitia. "Have you no small change?" asked the shop-woman. "I am sorry, I have not. My father gave me that, so I have to cash it." "But surely you have one rouble twenty?" "I have only fifty kopeks in cash. But what are you afraid of? You don't think, I suppose, that we want to cheat you and give you bad money?" "Oh, no; I don't mean anything of the sort." "You had better give it to me back. We will cash it somewhere else." "How much have I to pay you back? Eleven and something." She made a calculation on the counter, opened the desk, took out a ten-roubles note, looked for change and added to the sum six twenty-kopeks coins and two five-kopek pieces. "Please make a parcel of the frame," said Mahin, taking the money in a leisurely fashion. "Yes, sir." She made a parcel and tied it with a string. |
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