He took up the watch, detached it from the chain, and held it towards Allerdyke, who was regarding these proceedings with intense curiosity.
"You see this watch, Mr.Allerdyke," he said.

"It's a watch of foreign make--Swiss--and it's an old one, a good many years old, I should say.
Consequently, it's a bit what we might call massive.

Now, I was looking at it yesterday--late last night, in fact--and an idea suddenly struck me.

In consequence of that idea, I opened the back of the watch, and discovered--that!" He snapped open the case of the watch as he spoke and showed Allerdyke, neatly cut out to a circle, neatly fitted into the case, a photograph--the photograph of James Allerdyke! And Allerdyke started as if he had been shot, and let out a sharp exclamation.
"My God!" he cried.

"James! James, by all that's holy--and in there!" "You recognize it, of course ?" said Chettle, with a grim smile.