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.”