"I shall never find anyone else I can love so much!" '"Oh, yes you will, my dear soul," said Tom Smart, letting fall a shower of the largest-sized tears, in pity for the widow's misfortunes.

Tom Smart, in the energy of his compassion, had put his arm round the widow's waist; and the widow, in a passion of grief, had clasped Tom's hand.

She looked up in Tom's face, and smiled through her tears.

Tom looked down in hers, and smiled through his.
'I never could find out, gentlemen, whether Tom did or did not kiss the widow at that particular moment.

He used to tell my uncle he didn't, but I have my doubts about it.