"That's the third one since morning; it is--it is, for a fact--and you got your stove going." He began to tell about the picnic, talking very loud and fast, gesturing furiously, very excited over trivial details.

Marcus could not talk without getting excited.
"You ought t'have seen, y'ought t'have seen.

I tell you, it was outa sight.

It was; it was, for a fact." "Yes, yes," answered McTeague, bewildered, trying to follow.

"Yes, that's so." In recounting a certain dispute with an awkward bicyclist, in which it appeared he had become involved, Marcus quivered with rage.