Let's start the sale before any more people leave.
Come on." Mr.Waddington led the way to the rostrum.

Burton, with a sinking heart, and a premonition of evil, took the place by his side.

The first few lots were put up and sold without event, but trouble came with lot number 13.
"Lot number 13--a magnificent oak bedroom--" the auctioneer began.

"Eh?
What?
What is it, Burton ?" "Stained deal," Burton interrupted, in a pained but audible whisper.
"Stained deal bedroom suite, sir--not oak." Mr.Waddington seemed about to choke.

He ignored the interruption, however, and went on with his description of the lot.
"A magnificent oak bedroom suite, complete and as good as new, been in use for three weeks only.