“Take your choice,” he said.
“Do you really mean it?”
“Certainly.”
“But would your uncle approve of your giving me such a valuable present?”
“My uncle doesn’t bother himself about such trifles. I don’t use either of these watches. I have a gold one, given me last Christmas.”
“Since you are so kind, I think I prefer the hunting watch.”
“All right! There it is. Let me set it for you. The chain goes with it, of course.”
Chester felt delighted with his present. He had hoped sometime—when he was eighteen, perhaps—to own a watch, but had no expectation of getting one so soon.
“You are a generous friend, Arthur,” he said.
“Don’t make too much of such a trifle, Chester!” returned the other, lightly.