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"Some of them; not all. I know a considerable few who dress so little that they might as well leave it alone.",The man named Tom picked up the lantern and moved on, cursing the rain and the saplings that whipped his face at every step. His pal followed without a word.,"I had anticipated his doing something like this and had provided against it. Old man Scroggie, the original owner of this land, had left a will, bequeathing all he owned to a young man of this district, Stanhope by name. Scroggie, I knew, was afraid of the will coming to light and I worked on this fear. It was known throughout this community that the one friend old Scroggie had trusted was Spencer, the store-keeper, who, having quarreled with the elder Stanhope over a survey of property, held a secret grudge against his son, Frank.","He felt the light," said the boy, "an' he sang all the way back home.","Ju's got the idea from her last thriller that the Dutchman who used to live at Greycroft buried his treasure somewhere about the place," explained Patricia to Griffin. "I suppose she'll spend her time grubbing this summer.",A little later Jane was exclaiming over a two-year-old ham that had been simmered in some wonderful liquor and larded with egg dressing, when Mrs. Johnson came in and began to unpack her basket.,"Oh he is, eh? Well, tell him to come out here; I want to see him.",No sun upon an Easter day,“Oh, New York has very little on us up here,” she said. “What with a cold storage plant and an ice factory, we don’t want for anything.”,The badger put his head out of the hole and said, "What do you want, my brother?","Why don't you call me Nicholas, as Geoffrey does?",Dorothy, feeling snubbed, subsides into silence and the shadow that envelopes the lounge on which she is sitting..