Open the brakets to make the story complete. THE MELTING BUTTER One winter evening a country shopkeeper was about to

THE MELTING BUTTER

One winter evening a country shopkeeper was about to close up for the night when he saw a man stealing a pound of fresh butter from the shelf. \"I say, Sam, sit down. Let\'s have a cup of tea. It\'s good on such a cold frosty night.\" Sam couldn\'t refuse. For some time he forgot about the butter he was hiding under his hat. But after the first cup of tea Sam felt the butter melting and he jumped up. But the shopkeeper said, \"You haven\'t eaten a piece of strawberry pie yet\" and made him sit down again. The butter started pouring down Sam\'s face and neck into his clothes. The shopkeeper laughed at the trick he had played.