My Brother-in-Law Habitually Stole From Me, Even the Poisonous Fish

Ever since I married Polly Barnes, my brother-in-law has been dropping by my place every few days to help himself to whatever he wants. In half a month, he came ten times. Every time he took what he liked without a shred of guilt, and the total came to more than two hundred thousand. With household expenses stretched to the breaking point, I couldn't hold back. I went to where he worked and asked him, to his face, to stop taking our things. I never expected that in front of everyone, he'd spit at me and let loose a mouthful of filth: