"Now--now--" continued the jeweller, "say a watch apiece, if they didn't like to take money.
Just a gold watch.

Here were two nice ones!" In the end his insistence won, the boys becoming at last too embarrassed and too fearful of losing their train to refuse longer.

A handsome gold watch, not much thicker than a book-cover, was attached to Amy's chain, while Clint, having a perfectly good watch already, was invited to select something else from the array on the desk and finally allowed himself to become possessed of a diamond and ruby scarfpin which was much the finest thing he had ever owned.

And then, with ten minutes to reach the station in, they shook hands with the jeweller and Chief Carey and relievedly hurried out, the Chief's hearty invitation to come and see him again pursuing them into the corridor.
A very few minutes afterwards they were seated in the train and speeding toward Brimfield.
"And now," said Amy brightly, "all we've got to do is to give our little song and dance to Josh!".