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阅读理解：
Our village carpenter(木匠)，John Hill, came one day and made a dining table for my wife．He made it just the right size to fill the space between the two window．When I got home that evening, John was drinking a cup of tea and writing out his bill(账单)for his job．
My wife said to me quietly, “That's his ninth cup of tea today．”But she said in a loud voice, “It's a beautiful table, dear, isn't it?” “I'll decide about that when I see the bill,” I said．John laughed and gave me his bill for the work．I read：
One dining table 10th November, 2011
Cost of wood ＄17∶00
Paint ＄1.50
Work, 8 hours(＄1 an hour) ＄8.00
Total ＄36.50
When I was looking at the bill, John said,” It's been a fine day, hasn't it? Quite sunny．”
“Yes,” I said．“I'm glad it's only the 10th of November．”
“Me, too,” said John, “you wait－it will be a lot colder by the end of the month．”
“Yes, colder－and more expensive! Dining table will be ＄20 more expensive on November 30th, won't they, John?”
John looked hard at me for half a minute．Was there a little smile in his two blue eyes? I gave his bill back to him．
“If it's not too much trouble, John,” I said,“Please add(加)it up again, You can forget the date…”
I paid him ＄26.50 and he was happy to get it．
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