"I'M going to save up some money against a rainy day; and if I can save more by living here I'm going to do it, even if it is the house Maria was killed in.

I don't care." "All right," said McTeague, and did not make any further protest.

His wife looked at him surprised.

She could not understand this sudden acquiescence.

Perhaps McTeague was so much away from home of late that he had ceased to care where or how he lived.