Do you know what I'm doing, McTeague?
I'm supporting you." "Ah, shut up; you make me sick." "You got no RIGHT to talk to me that way.

I won't let you.

I--I won't have it." She caught her breath.

Tears were in her eyes.
"Oh, live where you like, then," said McTeague, sullenly.
"Well, shall we take this room then ?" "All right, we'll take it.

But why can't you take a little of your money an'-- an'-- sort of fix it up ?" "Not a penny, not a single penny." "Oh, I don't care WHAT you do." And for the rest of the day the dentist and his wife did not speak.
This was not the only quarrel they had during these days when they were occupied in moving from their suite and in looking for new quarters.
Every hour the question of money came up.