"Talk about luck," muttered Marcus, shaking his head at the dentist; then suddenly he added: "Well, are we going to stay talking out here in the hall all night?
Can't we all come into your 'Parlors', Mac ?" "Sure, sure," exclaimed McTeague, hastily unlocking his door.
"Efery botty gome," cried Mrs.Sieppe, genially.

"Ain't ut so, Doktor ?" "Everybody," repeated the dentist.

"There's--there's some beer." "We'll celebrate, by damn!" exclaimed Marcus.

"It ain't every day you win five thousand dollars.

It's only Sundays and legal holidays." Again he set the company off into a gale of laughter.