Jason Leominster’s aunt died with a valuable stamp hidden by her late husband somewhere around their house, and he would like to recover it before he auctions off her possessions—but all he knows is that it’s in “the unabridged,” and cannot locate it on that basis.
This is a fairly weak story. The set-up is overly elaborate and, frankly, I doubt that anybody who isn’t associated with the printing industry and who isn’t an avid book collector has the slightest chance of ever figuring it out.
Asimov himself is aware of this and vaguely apologetic in his afterword—but he included it anyway.
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