Tappan eyed him malignantly.

He was not a pleasant-tempered man, and now he was both weary and impatient of waiting for his turn with the barber.
"I should think any man might be comfortable, ef he had a wife takin' boarders to support him, but mebbe if she was to be asked to tell the truth, she'd tell a different story," he said.

Tappan spoke in a tone of facetious rage, and the others laughed, all except the barber.

He had a curious respect for his landlady's husband.
"Ef a lady has the undisposition to let her husband subside on her bounty, it is between them twain.

Who God has joined together, let no man set asunder," said he, bombastically, and even the surly milkman, and Rosenstein under his manipulating razor, when a laugh was dangerous, laughed.