"Well, Randolph, you've won the watch," said Tom, when
they were out of hearing of the other boys.
"Yes," answered Randolph, indifferently. "I don't care so much
for that as for the ten dollars my father is going to give me."
"That's what I thought. You've got another watch, you
know--more valuable."
"Well, what of it?" said Randolph, suspiciously.
"I think you might give me the Waterbury. I haven't got any."
"Why should I give it to you?" answered Randolph, coldly.
"Because but for me you wouldn't have won it, nor the ten
dollars, neither."
"How do you make that out?"
"The teacher said so himself."
"I don't agree to it."
"You can't deny it. Luke was seven or eight rods ahead when
I got in his way."
"Then it was lucky for me."
"It isn't lucky for me. My head hurts awfully."
"I'm very sorry, of course."
"That won't do me any good. Come, Randolph, give me the
watch, like a good fellow."
"Well, you've got cheek, I must say. I want the watch myself."
"And is that all the satisfaction I am to get for my broken
head?" exclaimed Tom, indignantly.
Randolph was a thoroughly mean boy, who, if he had had a dozen
watches, would have wished to keep them all for himself.
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