Pablo Picasso Bread and Fruit Dish on a Table painting

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numbers, waiting for Billy's lead. At length he said, You like that one? It's nice. Billy, she whispered, it's _forty thousand_, but he was already smooth-talking the assistant: it was Friday afternoon, the banks were closed, would the store take a cheque. "Well, by now they know he's an oil sheikh, so they say yes, we leave with the coat, and he takes me into another store right around the block, points to the coat, and says, Ijust bought this for forty thousand dollars, here's the receipt, will you give me thirty for it, I need the cash, big weekend ahead." -- Mimi and Billy had been kept waiting while the second store rang the first, where all the alarm bells went off in the manager's brain, and five minutes later the police arrived, arrested Billy for passing a dud cheque, and he and Mimi spent the weekend in jail. On Monday morning the banks opened and it turned out that Billy's account was in credit to the tune of forty-two thousand, one hundred and seventeen dollars, so the cheque had been good all the time. He