There was a "Rooms-to-let" sign on the street door of the house.
"Now we've found a place to move to," exclaimed Trina.
"What ?" cried McTeague.

"There, in that dirty house, where you found Maria ?" "I can't afford that room in the flat any more, now that you can't get any work to do." "But there's where Zerkow killed Maria--the very house--an' you wake up an' squeal in the night just thinking of it." "I know.

I know it will be bad at first, but I'll get used to it, an' it's just half again as cheap as where we are now.

I was looking at a room; we can have it dirt cheap.

It's a back room over the kitchen.