"What for?"
"Oh, to make fancy work out of. Everybody does fancy work and they have bazaars, something like the one where we took the cake prize. And we can make lovely things out of birch bark for the bazaar tables."
"All right, we'll gather a heap. What shall we do with our cake prize, Doll, save it or spend it?"
"I'd rather spend it. I think it would be nice if we bought something special with it. Two things you know, just alike, to remember our first cake by."
"Something to wear?"
"Maybe. A ring or a pin or something."
"Couldn't get much of a ring for ten dollars. And we've got a lot of little fancy pins, both of us. What do you say to a gold pencil for each?"
"Only they never write very well; the leads are so hard."
"That's so. Well maybe beads, or how about a lace collar?"
"Let's wait till we get down to Surfwood and ask Trudy. She'll tell us something nice, and maybe we'll buy something there, or else in New York as we go through on the way down."