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Customer Service of Years Gone
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"Yes that's the one. An ounce please, and I'd like it
delivered to 17 Pewsey Street, West Wittering by tea-time
this afternoon."
"Certainly, Madam. I'll have the finest sliver extracted and
dispatched for you without delay", said the ecstatic
provendor of cheese. "Anything else I can humbly serve you
with today, Mrs. Bunthorne?"
"Yes. Can you put it on my account?"
The shopkeeper almost fainted with joy. "It would be an
honor, Madam", he said as tears of gratitude welled up in
his eyes.
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