congratulations as the crowd cheered and slowly drifted away. Barry shook his hand without smiling.

“Next champion if there is one,” the Carny shouted.

But Barry didn’t move. He just raised his right hand and beckoned the Carny to come forward with a quick gesture.

The Carny said nothing and bowed fishing something from his pocket. He handed it to Barry who bowed and then turned away. As the crowd dwindled I could see Barry fastening his watch back onto his wrist.