He sasses any of them just as he likes; and no matter how busy they are, as soon as they see it's Fred they're all ready to have a laugh with him." Certainly they were, as any hotel clerk with plastered hair is ready to laugh with the son of a multimillionaire.

It's a certain sense of humour that they develop.
"But for us, mother," said the Wizard, "we'll be rid of it.

The gold is there.

It's not right to keep it back.

But we'll just find a way to pass it on to folks that need it worse than we do." For a time they had thought of giving away the fortune.