"Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas" (Henry).
"Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim" (Henry).
"Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. One was Jim’s gold watch that had been his father’s and his grandfather’s. The other was Della’s hair" (Henry).
"'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 practiced hand" (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" (Henry).
"For there lay The Combs — the set of combs, side and back, that Della had worshipped long in a Broadway window. Beautiful combs, pure tortoise shell, with jeweled rims"