“MarcusISgoingaway，afterall，Mac，“saidTrinatoherhusbandthatdayashecameoutofhis“Parlors“andsatdowntothelunchofsausages，mashedpotatoes，andchocolateinthesitting-room。
“Huh？“saidthedentist，alittleconfused。“Who’sgoingaway？Schoulergoingaway？Why’sSchoulergoingaway？“
Trinaexplained。“Oh！“growledMcTeague，behindhisthickmustache，“hecangofarbeforeI’LLstophim。“
“And，say，Mac，“continuedTrina，pouringthechocolate，“whatdoyouthink？Mammawantsme——wantsustosendherfiftydollars。Shesaysthey’rehardup。“
“Well，“saidthedentist，afteramoment，“well，Iguesswecansendit，can’twe？“