CHAPTER 3.VIII.
Josephine made no reply.

She had flown off on one of her tangents.
She had suddenly thought of Cyril.

Wasn't it more usual for the only grandson to have the watch?
And then dear Cyril was so appreciative, and a gold watch meant so much to a young man.

Benny, in all probability, had quite got out of the habit of watches; men so seldom wore waistcoats in those hot climates.

Whereas Cyril in London wore them from year's end to year's end.