"I wouldn't promise."
"Then the next day. I've timed lots of men. The watch is correct."
"Let's see it." Glass held out his hand.
"Oh, it's a good watch. It cost me one hundred and twenty-five dollars."
As Glass reached for the timepiece an unfortunate accident occurred. Speed struck his elbow, and the watch fell. Fresno dove for it, then held it to his ear and shook it.
"You've broken it!" he cried, accusingly.
"Oh, I'm sorry! My fault," Speed apologized.
"If it was your fault, maybe you'll fix it," suggested the tenor.
"Gladly!" Speed turned to his trainer. "Buy a new alarm-clock for our little friend." He stripped off his bath robe, and handed it to his trainer. "Is she looking at me?" he whispered.
"Both eyes, big as saucers."