“Yes, it’s a good watch,” said Burr major, in a voice full of careless indifference. “Not the same make as my father’s. His is gold, of course, and when you open it, there’s a cap fits right over the top—just over there. His is a repeater, and when you touch a spring, it strikes the quarters and the hours.”
Mercer looked on as if fascinated.
“Like a clock,” said Hodson.
“Of course it does like a clock,” said Burr major contemptuously. “It’s jewelled, too, in ever so many holes. It cost a hundred guineas, I think, without the chain.”
“Oh!” rose in chorus.
“Is that jewelled in lots of holes?” said one of the boys.
“Of course it is. My father wouldn’t send me a watch without it was.”
“I can’t see any holes,” said one.
“And I don’t see any jewels,” said another.
“Where are they, then?” said Hodson.