“Why—why——”
“It's your stupidity got us into this fix, and you'll be the one that'll suffer by it.”
“I can't do it, I WON'T do it. We'll—we'll share and share alike. Why, you said—you told me you'd take the house if the water was free.”
“I NEVER did. I NEVER did. How can you stand there and say such a thing?”
“You did tell me that,” vociferated McTeague, beginning to get angry in his turn.
“Mac, I didn't, and you know it. And what's more, I won't pay a nickel. Mr. Heise pays his bill next week, it's forty-three dollars, and you can just pay the thirty-five out of that.”
“Why, you got a whole hundred dollars saved up in your match-safe,” shouted the dentist, throwing out an arm with an awkward gesture. “You pay half and I'll pay half, that's only fair.”
“No, no, NO,” exclaimed Trina. “It's not a hundred dollars. You won't touch it; you won't touch my money, I tell you.”
“Ah, how does it happen to be yours, I'd like to know?”
“It's mine! It's mine! It's mine!” cried Trina, her face scarlet, her teeth clicking like the snap of a closing purse.