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 "Twenty-five cents a package," and his pencil pointed to the printed price again.

"How many in a package?"

"Ten."

"Are there ten in all the packages?"

"I believe so."

"How much are these?"

"Fifteen cents."

"How many in a package?"

"Ten," said Uncle Rob.

"And these?" She was holding it with her thumb over the price.

"I—I can't see," said Uncle Rob, reaching out his hand for the sheet.

"Don't you know the price of your goods?"

Uncle Rob bit his lip, then he smiled. "Not always, without looking at the mark," he said.

The woman sniffed, then she shifted her thumb.

"Ten cents," said Uncle Rob.

"How many in a package?"

Her thumb was over the other figures by this time, and so Uncle Rob made a guess. "Ten," he said.

"Well, I'll take a package of those." She