It must procure something not only useful but also attractive.
They had discussed at some length the respective advantages and attractions of a hair-brush and a tortoise-shell comb to set in the hair, when Erebus, frowning thoughtfully, said: "I know what she really wants though." "What's that ?" said the Terror sharply.
"It's one of those fur stoles in the window of Barker's at Rowington," said Erebus.

"I heard her sigh when she looked at it.

She used to have beautiful furs once--when father was alive.

But she sold them--to get things for us, I suppose.

Uncle Maurice told me so--at least I got it out of him." The Terror was frowning thoughtfully, too; and he said in a tone of decision: "How much is that stole ?" "Oh, it's no good thinking about it--it's three guineas," said Erebus quickly.
"That's a mort o' money, as old Stubbs says," said the Terror; and the frown deepened on his brow.
"I wonder if we could get it ?" said Erebus, and a faint hopefulness dawned in her eyes as she looked at his pondering face.