Ronda

Ronda

It was pouring rain on Tuesday morning. Ronda's umbrella had turned inside out as soon as she left the subway, and she was soaked. She felt like a drowned rat. Ronda Jones entered achieved arrived reached (arrived) at the bank before Jeff Butler. Jeff looked no better when he came. He had forgotten his umbrella in the taxi he had taken from Christie's Auction House, and he was ten minutes late. Traffic had been awful. She saw him inspecting glancing peeping viewing (glancing) around the lobby of the bank when he got there, trying to figure out who she was. She remarked recognized indicated noticed (noticed) how tall he was. He appeared happened occurred developed (appeared) very businesslike. He looked more like a banker than an auctioneer.

"Miss Jones?" Jeff asked, looking uncertain as she smiled, nodded, and shook his hand. Then she proposed introduced announced welcomed (introduced) him to Fred Parker. Jeff seemed pleasant and polite, as the two men greeted each other. They followed Fred Parker downstairs to the safe deposit boxes. Now all they had to do was hold keep make put (make) a decision on how to dispose of the jewels. They had stopped running the notices that week, and no heirs had been found. Ronda apologized dissatisfied displeased regretted (regretted) that no one had surfaced. It was a shame that family jewels with a long history were to be auctioned off and some rich stranger would buy them.