“The price,” he said heavily, “is five hundred for the set, if you insist on buying it… But I must tell you this, although I am sure you young people will laugh at me—or perhaps be even more intrigued by these…these devilish spoons! You see, they…” Mr. Sproull gulped. “They are supposed to be cursed.”
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