He's leaving, you know, and it would be a nice reminder of Randlebury." "Just what I thought directly the new one came," exclaimed Charlie, "only then I remembered we had a row about this very watch three years ago, and I'm afraid he wouldn't like it." "Try.

Old Tom would be quite set up with a watch." Charlie proceeded that same day in quest of Tom, whom he found packing up his books and chemicals in a large trunk.
To him my master exhibited his new treasure, greatly to Drift's delight.
"Why, Charlie," he said, "I don't know much about watches, but I'm certain that's worth twenty pounds." "No!" exclaimed Charlie; "you don't mean that." "Yes, I do; but, for all that, I'll back your old turnip to keep as good time as it." "It's always gone well, the old one.

I'm glad you like it, Tom." "I always liked it, you know." "Why ?" "Well, I've known it as long as I've known you, and if it hadn't been for it things might have been different." "Yes," said Charlie, "it was the cause of all the row three years ago." "And if it hadn't been for that row I should have gone to the bad long ago.

That was a lucky row for me, Charlie, thanks to you." "Don't say that, old man, because it's a cram." "I say, Tom," added Charlie nervously, coming to his point, "will you do me a favour ?" "Anything in the world.

What is it ?" "Take my old watch, Tom.