Did you see it ?" "Well I can't say I did; bonnets are invisible now; besides I never remark anybody's clothes, except yours." "Oh! do look at Miss Oriel's bonnet the next time you see her.

I cannot understand why it should be so, but I am sure of this--no English fingers could put together such a bonnet as that; and I am nearly sure that no French fingers could do it in England." "But you don't care so much about bonnets, Mary!" This the doctor said as an assertion; but there was, nevertheless, somewhat of a question involved in it.
"Don't I, though ?" said she.

"I do care very much about bonnets; especially since I saw Patience this morning.

I asked how much it cost--guess." "Oh! I don't know--a pound ?" "A pound, uncle!" "What! a great deal more?
Ten pounds ?" "Oh, uncle." "What! more than ten pounds?
Then I don't think even Patience Oriel ought to give it." "No, of course she would not; but, uncle, it really cost a hundred francs!" "Oh! a hundred francs; that's four pounds, isn't it?
Well, and how much did your last new bonnet cost ?" "Mine! oh, nothing--five and ninepence, perhaps; I trimmed it myself.
If I were left a great fortune, I'd send to Paris to-morrow; no, I'd go myself to Paris to buy a bonnet, and I'd take you with me to choose it." The doctor sat silent for a while meditating about this, during which he unconsciously absorbed the tea beside him; and Mary again replenished his cup.
"Come, Mary," said he at last, "I'm in a generous mood; and as I am rather more rich than usual, we'll send to Paris for a French bonnet.
The going for it must wait a while longer I am afraid." "You're joking." "No, indeed.

If you know the way to send--that I must confess would puzzle me; but if you'll manage the sending, I'll manage the paying; and you shall have a French bonnet." "Uncle!" said she, looking up at him.
"Oh, I'm not joking; I owe you a present, and I'll give you that." "And if you do, I'll tell you what I'll do with it.