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"I got a mould to make to-morrow," McTeague said, "and Vanovitch, that plumber round on Sutter Street, he's coming again at three." "Well, you go right ahead," Trina told him, decisively; "you go right ahead and make the mould, and pull every tooth in Vanovitch's head if you want to. Who's going to know? Maybe they just sent that notice as a matter of form.
Every one of his falls was accentuated by a bang upon the bass drum. The whole humor of the "act" seemed to consist in the tripping up of the intoxicated lodger. This horse-play delighted McTeague beyond measure. He roared and shouted every time the lodger went down, slapping his knee, wagging his head. Owgooste crowed shrilly, clapping his hands and continually asking, "What did he say, ma?
One afternoon the Other Dentist, McTeague's old-time rival, the wearer of marvellous waistcoats, was surprised out of all countenance to receive a visit from McTeague. The Other Dentist was in his operating room at the time, at work upon a plaster-of-paris mould. To his call of "'Come right in. Don't you see the sign, 'Enter without knocking'?" McTeague came in.
At one end of the street McTeague could see the huge power-house of the cable line. Immediately opposite him was a great market; while farther on, over the chimney stacks of the intervening houses, the glass roof of some huge public baths glittered like crystal in the afternoon sun.
Everything was in its accustomed place; nothing stirred. But for all that McTeague got up and lit his miner's candlestick and went carefully about the room, throwing the light into the dark corners, peering under all the beds, including his own. Then he went to the door and stepped outside. The night was warm and still; the moon, very low, and canted on her side like a galleon foundering.
All the Sieppes were going; there was to be a basket picnic. Marcus, as usual, was invited to be one of the party. McTeague was in agony. It was his first experience, and he suffered all the worse for it because he was totally unprepared. What miserable complication was this in which he found himself involved?
Spiff from beneath his dark brows, "it will not avail you, young man." Dr. Boomer was delighted. "Poor McTeague," he said "and by the way, Boyster, I hear that McTeague is trying to walk again; a great error, it shouldn't be allowed! poor McTeague knew nothing of science." The students themselves shared in the enthusiasm, especially after Dr.
I wonder if he's going away." "Who's going away?" said McTeague, blinking at her. "Oh, go to bed," said Trina, pushing him goodnaturedly. "Mac, you're the stupidest man I ever knew." But it was true. Marcus was going away. Trina received a letter the next morning from her mother. The carpet-cleaning and upholstery business in which Mr. Sieppe had involved himself was going from bad to worse. Mr.
Never until then had McTeague become so well acquainted with a girl of Trina's age.
Here are you and Miss Baker " The old Englishman started nervously "You and Miss Baker, that have been in love with each other for " "Oh, Mrs. McTeague, that subject if you would please Miss Baker is such an estimable lady." "Fiddlesticks!" said Trina.
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