"I said it," retorted Sawdy, waving him away. "Move on."
"I've had no notice," announced McAlpin, raising his hand. "You'll pay me my rent to the first of the year. You rented for the full year, Henry, remember that!" With this indignant warning, McAlpin started for the barn.
Sawdy followed Belle into the house. He threw his hat on the living-room table: "Sit down, Belle," he said recklessly. "I want to talk."
Belle was suspicious. "What about?" she demanded. "You can't room here, I'll tell you that."
"Now hold your horses a minute—just a minute. Sit down. I know when a thing needs sugar, don't I? You know when it needs salt, don't you? Why pay rent in two places? That's what I want to know. Let's hitch up."
"Stop your foolishness."
"My foolishness has got me stopped."
"If you expect to eat supper here tonight, stop your noise."
"Honor bright!" persisted Sawdy, "what do you say?"
Belle took it up with Kate: "With him and John Lefever both nagging at me what can I do?" she demanded, greatly vexed. "I've got to marry a fat man anyway I fix it."