Your thread reminded me of a similar situation. A dear relative passed away and his major collection of Federal Mahogany furniture went to auction. My wife and I attended the auction as I have been into that style of furniture and lusted over that particular bunch of items for a looonngg time.
As the lots crossed the block, I won every one I bid on. Yay. The auction dragged on with other consignments and I had to leave to catch a plane. I left my wife there (we brought two cars) to bid on the final lot I wanted, a matching pair of exquisite Pembroke tables.
Wifey said “how high should I go?” I thought about it a minute or so and replied “go $1500, but whatever you do, don’t leave here without them!” The implication was clear. Boy did she have a worried look on her face as I hurried out the door.
The Pembroke tables flank the sofa in our living room. That was 10 years ago.
DARE, congrats on recapturing an important revolver!