I came across a yard sale in the Berkshires one summer day
and decided to stop after picking up some groceries to take back to our cottage.  
Two rows of furniture led me to a old trunk full of goodies for box construction.
But the man sitting in his van in front of his caravan,
next to the trunk would not budge from his very high prices.
So I turned and walked away.
As I did so I noticed an unclothed doll sitting on a chair.
Was he there before? 
I asked the strange man his price. "$5.00" he returned.  

Augustus was not allowed in the cottage.