Sorry Saleman's Sample

My twin aunts, T'batha and S'mantha, husband-hunters of a tenacious nature, ordered a salesman's sample from a local publishing house, which sample the house promised to deliver to them at their residence. When the man from the publisher knocked on their door, they were mightily disappointed at seeing only a single rather seedy-looking individual of short stature and less hair. "That's a singularly poor sample", said S'mantha. "Really", replied T'batha, "they could have at least sent a few more to choose from".