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Updated: June 16, 2025
It had been a dreadful wrench for Trina to break in upon her precious five thousand. She clung to this sum with a tenacity that was surprising; it had become for her a thing miraculous, a god-from-the-machine, suddenly descending upon the stage of her humble little life; she regarded it as something almost sacred and inviolable. Never, never should a penny of it be spent.
The cable cars had begun to fill up; all along the street could be seen the shopkeepers taking down their shutters; some were still breakfasting. Now and then a waiter from one of the cheap restaurants crossed from one sidewalk to another, balancing on one palm a tray covered with a napkin. "Aren't you out pretty early this morning, Miss Baker?" called Trina. "No, no," answered the other.
The dog-wheel creaked, the front door bell rang, delivery wagons rumbled away, windows rattled the little house was in a positive uproar. Almost every day of the week now Trina was obliged to run over to town and meet McTeague. No more philandering over their lunch now-a-days. It was business now.
Trina lay unconscious, just as she had fallen under the last of McTeague's blows, her body twitching with an occasional hiccough that stirred the pool of blood in which she lay face downward. Towards morning she died with a rapid series of hiccoughs that sounded like a piece of clockwork running down.
Twice Trina tried to get her voice, and when it did come to her, she could hardly recognize it. Between breaths she said: "Yes, all right I'll you can give me will you give me a check for thirty-seven hundred? Give me ALL of my money."
All at once he said, with the unreasoned simplicity and directness of a child: "Listen here, Miss Trina, I like you better than any one else; what's the matter with us getting married?" Trina sat up in the chair quickly, and then drew back from him, frightened and bewildered. "Will you? Will you?" said McTeague. "Say, Miss Trina, will you?" "What is it?
"Oh, I don't care WHAT you do." And for the rest of the day the dentist and his wife did not speak. This was not the only quarrel they had during these days when they were occupied in moving from their suite and in looking for new quarters. Every hour the question of money came up. Trina had become more niggardly than ever since the loss of McTeague's practice.
In her attempts to improve McTeague to raise him from the stupid animal life to which he had been accustomed in his bachelor days Trina was tactful enough to move so cautiously and with such slowness that the dentist was unconscious of any process of change. In the matter of the high silk hat, it seemed to him that the initiative had come from himself.
"I I I'm glad Trina's won, and I I want to I want to I want to want to say that you're all welcome, an' drink hearty, an' I'm much obliged to the agent. Trina and I are goin' to be married, an' I'm glad everybody's here to-night, an' you're all welcome, an' drink hearty, an' I hope you'll come again, an' you're always welcome an' I an' an' That's about all I gotta say."
Once in her room he could not help but smell out her five thousand dollars. Her indignation rose. "No," she whispered back at him. "No, I will not let you in." "But listen here, Trina, I tell you I am starving, regularly " "Hoh!" interrupted Trina scornfully. "A man can't starve with four hundred dollars, I guess." "Well well I well " faltered the dentist. "Never mind now.
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