Mr. Boggis was walking forward Rummins’ house vey happy. He was happier than any day. He couldn’t believe that he was going to be the owner of that beautiful old piece of furniture. “I’m going to be famous, I’m not going to be poor anymore”, he said smiling. He was even, making his new future plans.

When he was approaching to the house, he saw the men’s faces very tired, but didn’t suspect what had just happened. He couldn’t think of anything else, but his future life. Once he arrived in his car, he asked them why they looked so tired. It was a complete surprise and deception when he heard what they said. “We have cut the legs off in order to make it easier to put them on your car, you don’t have to thank for that, you have been very polite with us, that’s why we wanted to make this little gift for you”.

As mister Boggis heard that, his face turned into red, he could not even breathe. He thought the world was over, his life was over. It was the best opportunity he had never had and now it was over. “What kind of stupid are you? Why did you do it? Did I ask you to it?” The three men could no understand what was happening. He had been so kind, and now he was acting like a crazy. “Why are you so angry?” Rummis asked him, “You said you just wanted the legs of the table. Also, you said it was fake, it can be occupied like firewood”.

Mr. Boggis was silent. He couldn’t pronounce any word. Suddenly, he kicked Rummis. He wanted to kill the three men. They had broken his dream, his only opportunity to be famous. While he was fighting, Bert and Claud tried to stop the fight by hitting him. They did not want to do it, but Mr. Boggis was acting like a monster. They had never seen somebody so angry like him.

Claud and Bert were doing their best in order to stop the fight and not to hurt Mr. Boggis, who never stopped shouting and kicking everybody in there. Some minutes later, Mr. Boggis fainted and fell to the ground like a dead.

While Mr. Boggis was on the ground, the three men asked themselves what had happened, but they found no answer. So Rummis decided to look for some clue in M. Boggis’ car, which they thought was a very expensive one for a clergyman.

Rummins started looking at the back seats, then at the front seats, but couldn’t find anything. Then, he looked at the glove compartment and saw a document, which indicated Mr. Boggis’ real work.

“He is not a clergyman. This man is a dealer in antique furniture, and has got his own showroom. Of course, he wanted to buy our table cheaper than the real price. Perhaps, it is much more expensive than the amount of money he was going to pay for. This wretched thought we were stupid ” Rummis said.

“And surely, it was not a fake piece of furniture, perhaps it was a really famous one, that is why he became so angry when he saw the table destroyed” Bert added.There was a silence. Nobody was talking. All of them were thinking about the sham. They were all so disappointed with themselves.

“What are we going to do with the man?” Claud asked, but nobody answer. Then, Rummis said, “we were very kind with this man, he made us think he was a kind clergyman looking for old furniture, but it was all a complete lie, and he will be well in some minutes and will go out. But, we cannot allow it. He tried to lie us, he made us to cut our old table, which by the way, was not fake”.

What will we do so? Bert asked. They were looking for a solution when Claud said “we cut the table because we thought it was fake and served for nothing. Now think, this man is a fake as well, and doesn’t serve for anything, so what we have to do now, it is to kill him”.

“Well said, there are some legs to cut” said Rummis, who went to bring the saw. In some minutes, they had cut Mr. Boggis legs off, as well as they did with the table, and then, they dug a deep hole and put Mr. Boggis’ body in there. Bert hid the car, and after finishing “the work”, all of them went into the house, like if nothing had happened.

Some days later, the police was looking for Mr. Boggis, who had disappeared mysteriously. They suspected he was dead. One day, a policeman went to Rummis’ house and asked “have you seen him before. Probably he is dead, and now, we are looking for the killers”. “Oh! My dear sir, I’m afraid I can’t help you, I’m not a killer, the only thing i have made disappear, was a fake “piece of furniture” ”.