It aint got no color.

Looks like glass." "It's very expensive, though.

How much do you think it cost ?" "Well, maybe five dollars." "Five dollars!" ejaculated the young man.

"Why, what can you be thinking of, Aunt Deborah ?" "I shouldn't have guessed so much," said the old lady, misunderstanding him, "only you said it was expensive." "So it is.

Five dollars would be nothing at all." "You don't say it cost more ?" "A great deal more." "Did it cost ten dollars ?" "More." "Fifteen ?" "I see, aunt, you have no idea of the cost of diamond rings! You may believe me or not, but that ring cost six hundred and fifty dollars." "What!" almost screamed Aunt Deborah, letting fall her knitting in her surprise.
"It's true." "Six hundred and fifty dollars for a little piece of gold and glass!" ejaculated the old lady.
"Diamond, aunt, not glass." "Well, it don't look a bit better'n glass, and I do say," proceeded Deborah, with energy, "that it's a sin and a shame to pay so much money for a ring.