"'Say that again,' says I to um.

'Just say that once more, and'"-- here a rolling explosion of oaths--"'you'll go back to the city in the Morgue wagon.
Ain't I got a right to cross a street even, I'd like to know, without being run down--what ?' I say it's outrageous.

I'd a knifed him in another minute.

It was an outrage.

I say it was an OUTRAGE." "Sure it was," McTeague hastened to reply.