I understand the use of money much better than that." The poor woman did not feel very well.

The day was unusually hot and sultry, and her tray felt heavier, and tired her more than usual.
Five boxes would lighten it, and if she sold her berries at eight cents, she would clear two cents and a half, and that would be better than nothing.
"I'll tell you what I will do," she said, after thinking a few moments; "I don't feel as well as usual to-day, and my tray is heavy.

Five boxes sold will be something.

You shall have them at nine cents.

They cost me seven and a half, and I'm sure it's worth a cent and a half a box to cry them about the streets such hot weather as this." "I have told you, my good woman, exactly what I will do," said the customer, with dignity.