Trina passes her days sitting in a bay window, watching life on Polk Street carry on around her. She continues to work for her uncle, carving the Noah's arks, and occupies the rest of her time with the keeping of the house. She has grown to love McTeague, a "blind, unreasoning love." She has given herself to him completely, inextricably. She is, in every sense, his. Nothing, not even his death, will change that now. She is no longer an individual. She is part of him, part of a greater whole. She has not always felt this way about her husband. After the freshness and novelty of their marriage wears off, Trina begins to be filled with misgivings about her marriage. On one particular day, after returning from a walk with Miss Baker,.....
