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Once there was a very fine clock whose name was Ticky. His friend Professor Horace John Morris, had brought Ticky home with him from Switzerland one day, in the winter time many years ago. Since then, Ticky and the professor had become very attached to each other and they understand each others' ways.Professor Horace John Morris did not like to be called `Professor Horace', and so Ticky called him `Professor Morris' for a little while, and later on he called his friend, `Professor John', which pleased the professor very much. Ticky always stood on a table beside the fireplace, which was his favourite spot. Every night at fourteen minutes past ten, when Professor John had finished writing at his desk, he would come and wind up Ticky and listen to hear if Ticky's heart was still beating well. Then he would set his wristwatch by Ticky's time, and, after that, he would set and wind all the other clocks in the house.`You are a very fine clock, Ticky,' he said one night, `You are always on time, and you are never too fast or too slow. In fact, you are the most reliable of all my friends.'`I'm delighted to hear it. Professor John,' Ticky replied, `and I know that my grandfather, who lives in a castle on top of a mountain in Austria, would be very proud if he could hear it, too.'`To be perfectly honest, Ticky,' said Professor John, `I do not care for grandfather clocks as a rule. They are so very tall that one can never look into their faces and see what they are thinking. But your grandfather must be a very special clock, as it is always a good thing to have an ancestor who lives in a castle.'
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