"Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas" (Henry).
I have no money to buy Jim a gift!
"“Will you buy my hair?” asked Della. “I buy hair,” said Madame. “Take yer hat off and let’s have a sight at the looks of it.” Down rippled the brown cascade. “Twenty dollars,” said Madame, lifting the mass with a practised hand. “Give it to me quick,” said Della" (Henry).
"She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and she had turned all of them inside out. It was a platinum fob chain simple and chaste in design, properly proclaiming its value by substance alone and not by meretricious ornamentation — as all good things should do" (Henry).
That chain will be $21.
"For there lay The Combs — the set of combs, side and back, that Della had worshipped long in a Broadway window" (Henry).
But I don't have any hair!
I got you those combs you always wanted!
"Jim had not yet seen his beautiful present. She held it out to him eagerly upon her open palm. The dull precious metal seemed to flash with a reflection of her bright and ardent spirit." (Henry).
I got you a chain for your watch!
I sold my watch to get the combs for you.
"“Dell,” said he, “let’s put our Christmas presents away and keep ’em a while. They’re too nice to use just at present. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs. And now suppose you put the chops on" (Henry).