"I've a watch I should like you to look over." And he carelessly laid the beautiful time-piece on the worn wooden counter.
The clock-mender literally pounced upon it.

"Where did you get a watch like this ?" he demanded suspiciously.
"It is mine.

You will find my name engraved inside the back lid." The clock-mender pried open the case, adjusted his glass--and dropped it, shaking with terror.
"You ?" he whispered.
"Sh!" said Herr Ludwig, putting a finger to his lips..