“I know that,” said Sam.
“But what does it all mean?”
“Well, you see,” said Sam, “I’ve been a fool.”
And after a little more hesitation, he told all about his visit.
Mrs Jenkles sat looking at the fire, rubbing her nose with her thimble, both she and Sam heedless that the potatoes were burning.
“You’ve been took in, Sam, I’m afraid,” she said at last.
“Think so?” he said.
“Well, I hope not; but you’ve either been took in, or done a very, very kind thing.”
“Well, we shall see,” he said.
“Yes, we shall see.”