Mrs. Wilson was outside, by this time, and tying on her sun-bonnet. Maurice held back. She grasped his arm and hustled him down the walk.,
"Well, it's time you did think. Now you know that ol' Scroggie left him everythin' he owned, don't you?",
"You have a neighbor named Stanhope, my predecessor, I understand," he said slowly..
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