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No, not on my watch.
I continued perusing the junk-- old records, 8 track tapes, lamps with dingy shades, though never letting that book out of my peripheral vision for more than 30 seconds. Guy at the knickknack table seemed pretty sure of himself, as if the very fact that he had the book sitting on the table in front of him meant that the book's fate was solidified, and that mere hours hence, it would be ashes. I wandered about the house for an agonising 25 minutes, surreptitiously glancing at him at his table, listening as he answered questions from little old ladies about the prices of small porcelain doggy salt-and-pepper shakers.
I waited, biding my time. He couldn't remain seated forever.
Then it happened! He got up to go help some octogenarian discern the value of a piebald quilt in a bedroom.
I followed them into the bedroom to gauge approximately his level of commitment regarding the negotiation of this sought-after quilt. I didn't want to make my move too soon and have him appear suddenly back at the table as I was grasping the Cookbook. The words they were exchanging gave an indication that there would have to be at least 75 more words between them before he could return to his table.
Given their rates of speech and figuring in the amount of silence required between the end of one person's statement and the beginning of the other's, I calculated that I had a solid 45 second window.
I made my move. I went back to the table, picked up the most famous Cookbook in the world, and took it to the sweet little lady running the register at the front door. She smiled and asked if that would be all. I said yes. She said, "That'll be one dollar". I handed her the required dollar and we exchanged thank-yous.
I walked out the front door and into the most wonderfully sunshiny day I'd seen in years.