"I guess if the head of the family wants a thing, that's enough." McTeague could not wait until lunch time to tell the news to Trina.

As soon as he heard her come in, he laid down the plaster-of-paris mould he was making and went out into the kitchen and found her chopping up onions.
"Well, Trina," he said, "we got that house.

I've taken it." "What do you mean ?" she answered, quickly.

The dentist told her.
"And you signed a paper for the first month's rent ?" "Sure, sure.

That's business, you know." "Well, why did you DO it ?" cried Trina.