It's the big trunk that holds the things I don't often use, and if I can't unlock it no one else can, that's certain.

So I shall rest easy until I need something out of it, and then I'll get a locksmith to pick the lock." "But I wish you hadn't lost the key," said the girl, thoughtfully.
"Strikes me it's good luck.

Pleasant dreams, my dear.

I can fancy Arthur Weldon lying awake all night with his dreadful thirty thousand tucked under his pillow.

It's a great mistake to carry so much money with you, Beth, for you're sure to worry about it." The next morning when they came down to breakfast they were all amazed at the gorgeous sunshine and the genial temperature that had followed the dreary afternoon of their arrival.