“She looked up in Tom’s face and smiled through her tears.”
“Everybody believed the story, didn’t they?” said the dirty-faced man, refilling his pipe.
“Except Tom’s enemies,” replied the bagman. “Some of ’em said Tom invented it altogether; and others said he was drunk, and fancied it, and got hold of the wrong trousers by mistake before he went to bed. But nobody ever minded what they said.”
“Tom said it was all true?”
“Every word.”
“And your uncle?”
“Every letter.”