I will give you some.

How much was it?
A nickel! A whole nickel!" This with the sweetest smile.

"Well, you shall have a quarter, and that's four nickels--I mean five." "She is not strong on arithmetic," said Keith to himself.

"She is like Phrony in that." She began to feel about her skirt, and her face changed.
"Oh, I haven't a cent.

I have left my purse at the hotel." This was to Keith.
"Let me give it to her." And he also began to feel in his pocket, but as he did so his countenance fell.