Mr. Towne had gone back behind the counter. “Now, then, Miss Clara Hargraves. What can I do for you today?” he said in a cheerful tone.
I gave him the order and explained that we would be paying with strawberry jam in the near future.
Mr. Towne nodded and wrote down all the items in his huge ledger book. Its pages were covered with complicated patterns of words and numbers in red and black ink.
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