Her manner exasperated McTeague all the more.
"No, I won't; no, I won't; I won't either," he shouted.

"I'll pay my half and he can come to you for the other half." Trina put a hand over her ear to shut out his clamor.
"Ah, don't try and be smart," cried McTeague.

"Come, now, yes or no, will you pay your half ?" "You heard what I said." "Will you pay it ?" "No." "Miser!" shouted McTeague.

"Miser! you're worse than old Zerkow.

All right, all right, keep your money.