Peter Madison was an antiques dealer, which meant that he spent his days either serving customers in his small shop or trying to sell his antiques at antiques fairs. Today was the day of the Redwood Antiques Fair and Peter had a stall there. He got there early and (32) 1234 out on display various objects that he thought might sell well, like a gold cigarette case and a silver teapot.
Eventually, members of the (33) 1234 began to walk around the stalls, occasionally stopping to examine something. Peter sold a few (34) 1234 and it was soon lunchtime.
He decided to walk around a little and he asked the dealer next to him to keep an eye on his stall while he was away.
He bought a sandwich and chewed it as he (35) 1234 around. He looked at a few things but nothing really grabbed his attention. He was about to return to his stall when he saw a small blue vase that looked like it might have been made by a famous local potter, who was very much in (36) 1234. 'I expect it's just an inexpensive copy,' he thought to himself. However, as soon as he picked it up, he knew that it was (37) 1234. His heart began to race in his chest. The small object in his hand was worth over twenty thousand pounds. He lifted up the price tag to see how much it was being sold for. He almost dropped the vase when he read the figure. The price on the tag was fifty pounds. Clearly the dealer didn't know what it was worth.
Very calmly, (38) 1234 a great effort to keep his voice level, Peter said to the dealer,
'How much do you want for this?' The dealer looked at him, then at the vase in his hand, sniffed and said, 'It's fifty pounds.' He paused. 'But you can have it for forty-five.' Peter reached into his pocket very slowly and pulled out his wallet. He handed the money (39) 1234 and thanked the man. He returned to his stall and sat down. 'It must be my lucky day,' he thought and smiled.