She would expect some money for him, I think.

How much are you willing to pay ?" Dotty reflected.

She possessed several dollies, a new tea-set, a box of picture-books, and a red morocco ball.

But what would Dr.Gray care for these, or her various other toys?
All her money was contained in her portemonnaie, the money which she had meant should put a stop to her aunt Madge's dreadful marriage.

Should she save her auntie, and give up the baby?
Or should she buy the baby, and leave her auntie to her fate?
The struggle in her mind was a severe one, but it did not last long.
"O," thought she, looking at the little sleeper in the cradle, "I'd rather have him than aunt Madge; for he'll stay to our house, and sleep in my crib." "How now ?" said Dr.Gray, pinching Dotty's cheek; "made up your mind ?" "Yes, sir," replied the child, with her finger in her mouth; "I'm goin' to buy him.