claimed Bert, as the man started toward some shelves on the other side of the room.
"I want a doll," whispered Flossie. "Just a little doll."
"A doll!" exclaimed the man. "Sure I gots a fine lot of dolls. See!"
Quickly he held out a large one with very blue eyes and hair just like Flossie's.
"Only a dollar seventy-five," he said. "Very cheap!"
"Oh, that's too much!" exclaimed Nan. "We haven't that much money. She wants only a little ten-cent doll."
"Oh, well, I have them kinds too!" said the man, in disappointed tones. "Here you are!"
He held out one that did not appear to be very nice.
"You can get those for five cents in the other stores," whispered Nell.
"Better take it," said her brother. "Then I'll ask about the dishes."
"Yes, we'll take it," agreed Nan.
So Flossie was given her doll, and, even though it might have been only five cents somewhere else, she liked it just as well.
