A sudden gloom overcast the Professor’s jolly face. “They did it as I went home after the Election,” he mournfully replied. “It was kindly meant—but I didn’t like it! They waved flags all round me till I was nearly blind: and they rang bells till I was nearly deaf: and they strewed the road so thick with flowers that I lost my way!” And the poor old man sighed deeply.

“How far is it to Outland?” I asked, to change the subject.

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“About five days’ march. But one _must_ go back—occasionally. You see, as Court-Professor, I have to be _always_ in attendance on Prince Uggug. The Empress would be _very_ angry if I left him, even for an hour.”

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“But surely, every time you come here, you are absent ten days, at least?”

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“Oh, more than that!” the Professor exclaimed. “A fortnight, sometimes. But of course I keep a memorandum of the exact time when I started, so that I can put the Court-time back to the very moment!”

“Excuse me,” I said. “I don’t understand.”

Silently the Professor drew from his pocket a square gold watch, with six or eight hands, and held it out for my inspection. “This,” he began, “is an Outlandish Watch——”

“—which has the peculiar property that, instead of _its_ going with the _time_, the _time_ goes with _it_. I trust you understand me now?”

“Permit me to explain. So long as it is let alone, it takes its own course. Time has _no_ effect upon it.”

“It _goes_, of course, at the usual rate. Only the time has to go _with_ it. Hence, if I move the hands, I change the time. To move them _forwards_, in _advance_ of the true time, is impossible: but I can move them as much as a month _backwards_—that is the limit. And then you have the events all over again—with any alterations experience may suggest.”

“_What_ a blessing such a watch would be,” I thought, “in real life! To be able to unsay some heedless word—to undo some reckless deed! Might I see the thing done?”

“With pleasure!” said the good natured Professor. “When I move _this_ hand back to _here_,” pointing out the place, “History goes back fifteen minutes!”

Trembling with excitement, I watched him push the hand round as he described.

Shrilly and suddenly the words rang in my ears, and, more startled than I cared to show, I turned to look for the speaker.