It's only that she has since remembered that one of the pockets has a hole in it--an inside one, I believe.

She's afraid it might lose you a dime some day.

Will you let me see if she is right?
If so, I was to take you to the tailor's and have it fixed immediately.

I am to pay for it." The old man stared in slow comprehension; then with the deliberation which evidently marked all his movements, he slowly put down his basket.
"I warrant ye it's all right," he said.

"But look, an ye will.