"I don't want you should be out anything on my account, old man.

Here, will four bits do ?" "I don't WANT your damn money," shouted Marcus in a sudden rage, throwing back the coin.

"I ain't no beggar." McTeague was miserable.

How had he offended his pal?
"Well, I want you should take it, Mark," he said, pushing it towards him.
"I tell you I won't touch your money," exclaimed the other through his clenched teeth, white with passion.

"I've been played for a sucker long enough." "What's the matter with you lately, Mark ?" remonstrated McTeague.
"You've got a grouch about something.