The dentist spoke for a glass of beer.
"Say, look here," suddenly exclaimed Heise as they took their glasses.
"Look here, you fellahs," he had turned to Marcus and the dentist.

"You two fellahs have had a grouch at each other for the last year or so; now what's the matter with your shaking hands and calling quits ?" McTeague was at once overcome with a great feeling of magnanimity.

He put out his great hand.
"I got nothing against Marcus," he growled.
"Well, I don't care if I shake," admitted Marcus, a little shamefacedly, as their palms touched.

"I guess that's all right." "That's the idea," exclaimed Heise, delighted at his success.

"Come on, boys, now let's drink." Their elbows crooked and they drank silently.
Their picnic that day was very jolly.