He began searching hurriedly through his pockets, a puzzled look coming over his face.
“Where in the world——” he began. “Oh, I know, I left it here.”
“What?”
“My watch. I called to you about it when I went out to the telephone, and——”
“It isn’t here. I looked.”
“What!”
“Fact! Unless you stuck it in something.”
“No, I left it right on my dresser, on a pile of clean handkerchiefs—hello, where’d these come from?” and he looked at the ones Andy had bought of Ikey.
“Oh, another bargain from our mutual friend,” and Andy mentioned the price.
“That is a bargain, all right. I must get some. But look here, where’s my watch?”