Days and weeks passed. The young man tended to his normal duties and demands of everyday life. Managing his shop, managing his home, managing his finances (as meager as they were) all took their place in the tasks of everyday life. All the while his two enigmas sat on the kitchen table within his residence above the shop. The young watch maker, impotent at discerning the origin or age of his two commissions decided that the best way to think through their mysteries were to not think about them at all. Leave them to the side and let his unconscious mind simply noodle on the problem in the background. Perhaps inspiration would come to him when he least expected it? It had happened before. Does lightening strike twice?