Jackson is nothing without money; but money'll never make you." "No, nor I shan't make money," said the doctor.
"No, you never will.

Nevertheless, there's my other will, there, under that desk there; and I've put you in as sole executor." "You must alter that, Scatcherd; you must indeed; with three hundred thousand pounds to be disposed of, the trust is far too much for any one man: besides you must name a younger man; you and I are of the same age, and I may die the first." "Now, doctor, doctor, no humbug; let's have no humbug from you.
Remember this; if you're not true, you're nothing." "Well, but, Scatcherd--" "Well, but doctor, there's the will, it's already made.

I don't want to consult you about that.

You are named as executor, and if you have the heart to refuse to act when I'm dead, why, of course, you can do so." The doctor was no lawyer, and hardly knew whether he had any means of extricating himself from this position in which his friend was determined to place him.
"You'll have to see that will carried out, Thorne.

Now I'll tell you what I have done." "You're not going to tell me how you have disposed of your property ?" "Not exactly; at least not all of it.