Penelope:
There are three hundred and twenty-six first editions in that room. Of those, three hundred are worth over fifty thousand, a dozen or so are worth over twenty-five thousand and I'm afraid there's only one that's valued under a hundred.
Max:
Only one, huh?
Penelope:
A little novel, written by a little nobody that never amounted to anything.
Max:
You don't say, under a hundred?
Penelope:
I'm afraid so, and I'm afraid that means that it's time for
[interrupted]
Max:
But your favorite just the same.
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