The fancy table came next in their wanderings, and Susan and Letty, though admiring the embroidered sofa cushions, the lace table-covers, and the satin workbags, knew that they could never afford such splendors.
“They must cost a hundred dollars,” said Letty, who, since it was her church and therefore her Fair, so to speak, felt that she must supply Susan with information.
“Maybe we can find a little present here for your mother and for Grandmother,” said the country mouse to the city mouse in a low voice.
The city mouse nodded in reply and stood on tiptoe for a better view. It had been decided before leaving home that a present should be bought for Mrs. Spargo and one for Mrs. Whiting.
“There seem to be little things down at this end,” announced Letty. “Come on. I’m going to ask.”
And, catching the eye of one of the ladies in charge, she piped up:
“Please, have you any presents here for about ten cents? We want one for my mother and one for Susan’s grandmother.”
“Ten cents?” said the lady, shaking her head. “I’m afraid not. But let me look about and see.”
Presently she returned with a handful of articles which she placed before her small customers.
“I’ve nothing for ten cents,” said she kindly. “But here are several articles for twenty-five and thirty and fifty cents.”