I told him he ought not to let strangers get the old man's money, that he ought to shy _his_ castor into the ring." "And what did Dory say ?" asked Hiram.
"He came back at me good and hard," said Mrs.Fred, with a good-humored laugh.

"He said there'd been enough people in Saint X ruined by inheritances and by expecting inheritances.

You know the creek that flows through the graveyard has just been stopped from seeping into the reservoir.

Well, Dory spoke of that and said there was, and always had been, flowing from every graveyard a stream far more poisonous than any graveyard creek, yet nobody talked of stopping it." The big man, sitting with eyes downcast, began to rub his hands, one over the other--a certain sign that he was thinking intently.
"There's a good deal of truth in what he said," she went on.

"Look at our family, for instance.