“Well，it’sallinthefamily。What’syoursismine，andwhat’smineisyours，ain’tit？“
“No，it’snot；no，it’snot，“criedTrina，vehemently。
“It’sallmine，mine。There’snotapennyofitbelongstoanybodyelse。Idon’tliketohavetotalkthiswaytoyou，butyoujustmakeme。We’renotgoingtotouchapennyofmyfivethousandnorapennyofthatlittlemoneyImanagedtosave——thatseventy-five。“
“ThatTWOhundred，youmean。“
“ThatSEVENTY-FIVE。We’rejustgoingtoliveontheinterestofthatandonwhatIearnfromUncleOelbermann——
onjustthatthirty-oneortwodollars。“
“Huh！ThinkI’mgoingtodothat，an’liveinsucharoomasthis？“
Trinafoldedherarmsandlookedhimsquarelyintheface。
“Well，whatAREyougoingtodo，then？“
“Huh？“
“Isay，whatAREyougoingtodo？Youcangoonandfindsomethingtodoandearnsomemoremoney，andTHEN
we’lltalk。“
“Well，Iain’tgoingtolivehere。“
“Oh，verywell，suityourself。I’Mgoingtolivehere。“
“You’lllivewhereITELLyou，“thedentistsuddenlycried，exasperatedatthemincingtonesheaffected。
“ThenYOU’LLpaytherent，“exclaimedTrina，quiteasangryashe。
“Areyoumyboss，I’dliketoknow？Who’stheboss，youorI？“
“Who’sgottheMONEY，I’dliketoknow？“criedTrina，flushingtoherpalelips。“Answermethat，McTeague，who’sgotthemoney？“
“Youmakemesick，youandyourmoney。Why，you’reamiser。Ineversawanythinglikeit。WhenIwaspractising，Ineverthoughtofmyfeesasmyown；welumpedeverythingintogether。“
“Exactly；andI’Mdoingtheworkingnow。I’mworkingforUncleOelbermann，andyou’renotlumpinginANYTHING
now。I’mdoingitall。DoyouknowwhatI’mdoing，McTeague？I’msupportingyou。“
“Ah，shutup；youmakemesick。“
“YougotnoRIGHTtotalktomethatway。Iwon’tletyou。I——Iwon’thaveit。“Shecaughtherbreath。Tearswereinhereyes。
“Oh，livewhereyoulike，then，“saidMcTeague，sullenly。
“Well，shallwetakethisroomthen？“
“Allright，we’lltakeit。Butwhycan’tyoutakealittleofyourmoneyan’——an’——sortoffixitup？“
“Notapenny，notasinglepenny。“
“Oh，Idon’tcareWHATyoudo。“Andfortherestofthedaythedentistandhiswifedidnotspeak。
Thiswasnottheonlyquarreltheyhadduringthesedayswhentheywereoccupiedinmovingfromtheirsuiteandinlookingfornewquarters。Everyhourthequestionofmoneycameup。TrinahadbecomemoreniggardlythaneversincethelossofMcTeague’spractice。Itwasnotmereeconomywithhernow。Itwasapanicterrorlestafractionofacentofherlittlesavingsshouldbetouched；apassionateeagernesstocontinuetosaveinspiteofallthathadhappened。
Trinacouldhaveeasilyaffordedbetterquartersthanthesinglewhitewashedroomatthetopoftheflat，butshemadeMcTeaguebelievethatitwasimpossible。
“Icanstillsavealittle，“shesaidtoherself，aftertheroomhadbeenengaged；“perhapsalmostasmuchasever。
I’llhavethreehundreddollarsprettysoon，andMacthinksit’sonlytwohundred。It’salmosttwohundredandfifty；
andI’llgetagooddealoutofthesale。“
Butthissalewasalongagony。Itlastedaweek。
Everythingwent——everythingbutthefewbigpiecesthatwentwiththesuite，andthatbelongedtothephotographer。Themelodeon，thechairs，theblackwalnuttablebeforewhichtheyweremarried，theextensiontableinthesitting-room，thekitchentablewithitsoilclothcover，theframedlithographsfromtheEnglishillustratedpapers，theverycarpetsonthefloors。ButTrina’sheartnearlybrokewhenthekitchenutensilsandfurnishingsbegantogo。Everypot，everystewpan，everyknifeandfork，wasanoldfriend。
Howshehadworkedoverthem！Howcleanshehadkeptthem！
Whatapleasureithadbeentoinvadethatlittlebrick-
pavedkitcheneverymorning，andtowashupandputtorightsafterbreakfast，turningonthehotwateratthesink，rakingdowntheashesinthecook-stove，goingandcomingoverthewarmbricks，herheadintheair，singingatherwork，proudinthesenseofherproprietorshipandherindependence！Howhappyhadshebeenthedayafterhermarriagewhenshehadfirstenteredthatkitchenandknewthatitwasallherown！Andhowwellsherememberedherraidsuponthebargaincountersinthehouse-furnishingdepartmentsofthegreatdown-townstores！Andnowitwasalltogo。Someoneelsewouldhaveitall，whileshewasrelegatedtocheaprestaurantsandmealscookedbyhiredservants。Nightafternightshesobbedherselftosleepatthethoughtofherpasthappinessandherpresentwretchedness。However，shewasnotaloneinherunhappiness。
“Anyhow，I’mgoingtokeepthesteelengravingan’thestonepugdog，“declaredthedentist，hisfistclenching。WhenithadcometothesaleofhisofficeeffectsMcTeaguehadrebelledwiththeinstinctiveobstinacyofaboy，shuttinghiseyesandears。OnlylittlebylittledidTrinainducehimtopartwithhisofficefurniture。Hefoughtovereveryarticle，overthelittleironstove，thebed-lounge，themarble-toppedcentretable，thewhatnotinthecorner，theboundvolumesof“Allen’sPracticalDentist，“theriflemanufacturer’scalendar，andtheprim，militarychairs。A
veritablescenetookplacebetweenhimandhiswifebeforehecouldbringhimselftopartwiththesteelengravingof“Lorenzode’MediciandHisCourt“andthestonepugdogwithitsgoggleeyes。
“Why，“hewouldcry，“I’vehad’emeversince——eversinceI
BEGAN；longbeforeIknewyou，Trina。ThatsteelengravingIboughtinSacramentoonedaywhenitwasraining。Isawitinthewindowofasecond-handstore，andafellowGAVEmethatstonepugdog。Hewasadruggist。
ItwasinSacramentotoo。Wetraded。Igavehimashaving-
mugandarazor，andhegavemethepugdog。“
Therewere，however，twoofhisbelongingsthatevenTrinacouldnotinducehimtopartwith。
“Andyourconcertina，Mac，“sheprompted，astheyweremakingoutthelistforthesecond-handdealer。“Theconcertina，and——oh，yes，thecanaryandthebirdcage。“
“No。“
“Mac，youMUSTbereasonable。Theconcertinawouldbringquiteasum，andthebirdcageisasgoodasnew。
I’llsellthecanarytothebird-storemanonKearneyStreet。“
“No。“
“Ifyou’regoingtomakeobjectionstoeverysinglething，wemightaswellquit。Come，now，Mac，theconcertinaandthebirdcage。We’llputtheminLotD。“
“No。“
“You’llhavetocometoitsoonerorlater。I’Mgivingupeverything。I’mgoingtoputthemdown，see。“
“No。“
Andshecouldgetnofurtherthanthat。Thedentistdidnotlosehistemper，asinthecaseofthesteelengravingorthestonepugdog；hesimplyopposedherentreatiesandpersuasionswithapassive，inertobstinacythatnothingcouldmove。IntheendTrinawasobligedtosubmit。
McTeaguekepthisconcertinaandhiscanary，evengoingsofarastoputthembothawayinthebedroom，attachingtothemtagsonwhichhehadscrawledinimmenseroundletters，“NotforSale。“
Oneeveningduringthatsameweekthedentistandhiswifewereinthedismantledsitting-room。Theroompresentedtheappearanceofawreck。TheNottinghamlacecurtainsweredown。Theextensiontablewasheapedhighwithdishes，withteaandcoffeepots，andwithbasketsofspoonsandknivesandforks。Themelodeonwashauledoutintothemiddleofthefloor，andcoveredwithasheetmarked“LotA，“thepictureswereinapileinacorner，thechenilleportiereswerefoldedontopoftheblackwalnuttable。Theroomwasdesolate，lamentable。Trinawasgoingovertheinventory；McTeague，inhisshirtsleeves，wassmokinghispipe，lookingstupidlyoutofthewindow。Allatoncetherewasabriskrappingatthedoor。
“Comein，“calledTrina，apprehensively。Now-a-daysateveryunexpectedvisitsheanticipatedafreshcalamity。
Thedooropenedtoletinayoungmanwearingacheckedsuit，agaycravat，andamarvellouslyfiguredwaistcoat。
TrinaandMcTeaguerecognizedhimatonce。ItwastheOtherDentist，thedebonairfellowwhoseclientswerethebarbersandtheyoungwomenofthecandystoresandsoda-
waterfountains，theposer，thewearerofwaistcoats，whobetmoneyongreyhoundraces。
“How’do？“saidthisone，bowinggracefullytotheMcTeaguesastheystaredathimdistrustfully。
“How’do？Theytellme，Doctor，thatyouaregoingoutoftheprofession。“
McTeaguemutteredindistinctlybehindhismustacheandgloweredathim。
“Well，say，“continuedtheother，cheerily，“I’dliketotalkbusinesswithyou。Thatsignofyours，thatbiggoldentooththatyougotoutsideofyourwindow，Idon’tsupposeyou’llhaveanyfurtheruseforit。MaybeI’dbuyitifwecouldagreeonterms。“
Trinashotaglanceatherhusband。McTeaguebegantogloweragain。
“Whatdoyousay？“saidtheOtherDentist。
“Iguessnot，“growledMcTeague“Whatdoyousaytotendollars？“
“Tendollars！“criedTrina，herchinintheair。
“Well，whatfigureDOyouputonit？“
TrinawasabouttoanswerwhenshewasinterruptedbyMcTeague。