"Mrs. Fleming tells me you're handling the sale of the collection for the
estate."
"That's right, Mr. Gwinnett. Mrs. Fleming tells me you're interested."
"Yes. Originally, I offered to sell the collection for her on a
commission basis, but she didn't seem to care for the idea, and neither
do the other ladies. They all want spot cash, in a lump sum."
"Yes. Mrs. Fleming herself might have been interested in your
proposition, if she'd been sole owner. You could probably get more for
the collection, even after deducting your commission, than I'll be able
to, but the collection belongs to the estate, and has to be sold before
any division can be made."
"Yes, I see that. Well, how much would the estate, or you, consider a
reasonable offer?"
"Sit down, Mr. Gwinnett," Rand invited. "What would you consider a
reasonable offer, yourself? We're not asking any specific price; we're
just taking bids, as it were."
"Well, how much have you been offered, to date?"
"Well, we haven't heard from everybody. In fact, we haven't put out a
list, or solicited offers, except locally, as yet. But one gentleman has
expressed a willingness to pay up to twenty-five thousand dollars."
Gwinnett's face expressed polite skepticism.
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