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... er paused from packing and looked at it. "That's $35."

He took it out to show the girl.

The silver earrings were pure white and smooth all over. The girl examined them carefully for a long time.

"Could you do $30?" the girl asked.

The shopkeeper looked at the girl.

"Alright, it's a deal."

The girl paid for the earrings, and the shopkeeper took out a long jewelry box and handed it to her. She thanked the shopkeeper, put the earrings into the box, an ...

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