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No, perhaps not – Butwe could pinch something perhaps."
　　"Oh, I don't think wecould do that," said Bridget, shocked.
　　"No? Well, perhaps you'reright. But I bet she wouldn't notice. We could get it backbefore she missed it. I know. We'll go to Mr. Bollard."
　　"Who's Mr. Bollard?"
　　"Oh, he's a sort offamily jeweller. I take my watch there always to have it mended. He's known me ever since I was six. Come on, Bridget, we'll go there right away. We'll just have time."
　　"We'd better got outthe back way," said Bridget, "andthen Mummy won't ask us where we'regoing."
　　Outside the old established business of Bollard andWhitley in Bond Street the two girls made their final arrangements.
　　"Are you sure you understand, Bridget?"
　　"I think so," saidBridget in a far from happy voice.
　　"First," said Elvira, "we synchronise our watches."