"It was just an old clock, your honor," he told Smith, looking at once relieved and disappointed. "In the desk of a Mister ... Clay. Taped to a couple of dowels painted red." "I knew it," said Joe softly, starting in on the second little box. "Dynamite isn't even red," the old fireman said, walking off. "Not really." "The guy reads too much comic books," Joe said."