"It's their d----d specific gravity, I suppose.

I don't like the idea of sleeping in the same room with 'em.

They're altogether too much for us three men to be left alone with." "You don't mean that you think that anybody would attempt"-- said Demorest.
Stacy curled a fighting lip rather superciliously.

"No; I don't think THAT--I rather wish I did.

It's the blessed chunks of solid gold that seem to have got US fast, don't you know, and are going to stick to us for good or ill.