Why, you're soaked through," he added as he and McTeague came back into the shop, that reeked of oiled leather.

"Didn't you have any umbrella?
Ought to have taken a car." "I guess so--I guess so," murmured the dentist, confused.

His teeth were chattering.
"YOU'RE going to catch your death-a-cold," exclaimed Heise.

"Tell you what," he said, reaching for his hat, "come in next door to Frenna's and have something to warm you up.

I'll get the old lady to mind the shop." He called Mrs.Heise down from the floor above and took McTeague into Joe Frenna's saloon, which was two doors above his harness shop.
"Whiskey and gum twice, Joe," said he to the barkeeper as he and the dentist approached the bar.
"Huh?
What ?" said McTeague.