"Father," he said, "I have a favor to ask."
"What is it?" asked Prince Duncan, with a frown.
"I wish you would buy me a gold watch."
"Oh, you do!" sneered his father. "I was under the impression
that you had two watches already."
"So I have, but one is a Waterbury, and the other a cheap
silver one."
"Well, they keep time, don't they?"
"Yes."
"Then what more do you want?"
"Luke Larkin has a silver watch better than mine--a stem-winder."
"Suppose he has?"
"I don't want a working boy like him to outshine me."
"Where did he get his watch?"
"I don't know; he won't tell. Will you buy me a gold one,
father? Then I can look down upon him again."
"No, I can't. Money is very scarce with me just now."
"Then I don't want to wear a watch at all," said Randolph pettishly.
"Suit yourself," said his father coldly. "Now you may leave
the room. I am busy."
Randolph left the room. He would have slammed the door
behind him, but he knew his father's temper, and he did not dare
to do so.
"What am I to do?" Prince Duncan asked himself anxiously.
"I must send money to the brokers, or they will sell me out,
and I shall meet with a heavy loss.
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