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If he failed it was to be sold and the money given to charity . You would have to know Richard Carter to understand the excitement the will caused . Most of us , I reckon , like the sort of person we 've never dared to be ourselves . The old doctor had gone to bed at ten o'clock all his life and got up at seven , and so he had a sneaking fondness for the one particular grandson who often did n't go to bed at all . Twice to my knowledge when he was in his teens did Dicky Carter run away from school , and twice his grandfather kept him for a week hidden in the shelter-house on the golf links . Naturally when Mr. Van Alstyne and I had to hide him again , which is further on in the story , he went to the old shelter-house like a dog to its kennel , only this time -- but that 's ahead , too . Well , the family went back to town in a buzz of indignation , and I carried my waistcoat buttons and my Anatomy out to the spring-house and had a good cry .