One dollar and eighty-seven cents and the next day would be christmas there was clearly nothing else to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.So Della did it.Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles and smiles with sniffles predominating
“one flight” Della ran and collected herself, panting.Madame,large, too white, chilly, Hardly look the “Sofronie” “will you buy hair” asked Della “I buy hair”said Madame “Take your hate off and lets have a sight at the looks of it” down rippled the brown cascade “twenty dollars “ said Madame lifting the mass with a practiced hand. “give it to me quick” said Della
here i have lamely related to you the uneventful chronical ofc two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed the great treasures of their house for each other but in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that all that who give gifts these two were the wisest