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So we parked Queen Mary and Palsy Walsy on the side of the road and marched into the shop.

“Lemons? Why, yes. How many?”

“One, please.”

“One?”

“One. And a quarter of a pound of sugar. ”

“A quarter of a pound!”

“A quarter of a pound.”

“Are you sure you want a whole quarter of a

pound?”

”Yes.”

He weighed it out carefully.

“Now is there anything else . . ., tea . . ., coffee . . ., candy . . .?”

“No, that’s all, thank you. How much do we owe you?”

“ Nothing ! ”

“Nothing? Butthesugar . . . andthelemon . . ”

“ Nothing, ” he repeated. He seemed distinctly grieved at the very thought of charging us for a quarter of a pound of sugar and that

lemon.

“But . . .”

“Nothing, ” he repeated firmly.

I put down a dime and we fled with our purchases. We could not understand it. Why would any man refuse to take payment for groceries? It was incredible.

“How much is sugar a pound?” Jean asked thoughtfully.

“I wonder .

Not far from Vernon River lies Glencoe. What

fancy is at play here? Surely the people who settled here and named this place must have been Scots,

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