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e in a gray backyard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only .87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesn39。s gold watch that had been his father39。s. The other was Della39。s jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him pluck at his beard from envy. So now Della39。 on went her old brown hat. With a whirl of skirts and with the brilliant sparkle still in her eyes, she fluttered out the door and down the stairs to the street. Where she stopped the sign read: Men. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds. One flight up Della ran, and collected herself, panting. Madame, large, too white, chilly, hardly looked the Sofronie. Will you buy my hair? asked Della. I buy hair, said Madame. Take yer hat off and let39。s present. She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and she had turned all of them inside out. It was a platinum fob chain simple and chaste in design, properly proclaiming its value by substance alone and not by meretricious ornamentationas all good things should do. It was even worthy of The Watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be Jim39。t kill me, she said to herself, before he takes a second look at me, he39。clock the coffee was made and the fryingpan was on the back of the stove hot and ready to cook the chops. Jim was never late. Della doubled the fob chain in her hand and sat on the corner of the table near the door that he always entered. Then she heard his step on the stair away down on the first flight, and she turned white for just a moment. She had a habit for saying little silent prayer about the simplest everyday things, and now she whispered: Please God, make him think I am still pretty. The door opened and Jim stepped in and closed it. He looked thin and very serious. Poor fellow, he was only twentytwoand to be burdened with a family! He needed a new overcoat and he was without gloves. Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable as a setter at the scent o