"They don't need so many clothes in summer time," she said, "and something to amuse them will make them forget how hot it is."
It was wonderful how long that ten dollars lasted, and how many things it bought! Marjorie lost count of their expenditures, but every time she asked Uncle Steve if there was any money left, he answered, "Oh, yes, quite a bit more," and so they bought and bought, until the carriage was overflowing with bundles.
At last, Marjorie said: "Now, I'm sure the money is all gone, and I do believe. Uncle Steve, you've been adding some to it; but there are two more things I do want to buy most awfully—and they're both pink."
"I'd hate to have two pink things left out," declared Uncle Steve, "and
I'm sure there's just money enough left for the two. What are they,
Mopsy?"
"Well, one is a pink parasol for that Elegant Ella. Not a silk one, you know, Uncle, but a sateen one, with a little ruffle around it, and a white handle. She'd be so delighted, she'd just go crazy!"
"Let's send her crazy, then, by all means. Where do you purchase these sateen affairs?"
"Oh, at any dry-goods shop. We'll pick one out."
Into a large department store the girls went, and soon found a parasol, which, though inexpensive, was as dainty and pretty as the higher-priced silk ones. They already had a gayly-dressed doll for Hoopy Topsy, and toys for the little children.
"Now, what's the other pink thing, Midget?" asked Uncle Steve, as they all piled into the carriage again.
"Don't laugh, Uncle, but you see, it's such an awfully hot day and I really think it would comfort them to have—"