October 12. “Do you know what the time is, Button?”

“I do. It’s almost noon.”

“And how do you know its noon?”

“I have a fairly good idea of time but I also climb down from my stand and look at that big antique clock you have in the hall.”

“You are a clever boy. Incidentally, that’s the antique clock I carried back all the way from Los Angeles. I’ll talk to you again in the evening.”