"Does it not please you?" he asked.
"Yes; I like it; but I want some stuff that will not cost so
much."
"This is not far above my sister's estimate, Daisy."
"No —" I said.
"And the difference is a trifle — if you like the piece."
"I like it," I said; "but it is very much above my estimate."
"You had one of your own!" said the doctor. "Do you like
something else here better? — or what is your estimate,
Daisy?"
"I do not want a poor merino," I said. "I would rather get
some other stuff — if I can. I do not want to give more than a
dollar."
"The young lady may find what will suit her at the plaid
counter," said the shopman, letting fall the rich drapery he
had been holding up. — "Just round that corner, sir, to the
left."
Dr. Sandford led the way, and I followed. There certainly I
found a plenty of warm stuffs, in various patterns and
colours, and with prices as various. But nothing to match the
grave elegance of those claret folds. It was coming down a
step, to leave that counter for this.
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