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`` Ruf , '' said Zarathustra , looking up at him with benign golden eyes . `` Ruf-ruf ! '' * * * * * Presently Judith re-appeared , sans apron , and the three of them set forth into the golden October day . It was Philip 's first experience in evaluating an entire village , but he had a knack for estimating the worth of property , and by the time noon came around , he had the job half done . `` If you people had made even half an effort to keep your places up , '' he told Judith over cold-cut sandwiches and coffee in her living room , `` we could have asked for a third again as much . Why in the world did you let everything go to pot just because you were moving some place else ? '' She shrugged .