He found
himself continually wondering what Miss Baker would think of it. During
all that day he was in a reflective mood.
"Marriage is a--a noble institution, is it not, Doctor?" he observed
to McTeague. "The--the foundation of society. It is not good that man
should be alone. No, no," he added, pensively, "it is not good."
"Huh? Yes, yes," McTeague answered, his eyes in the air, hardly hearing
him. "Do you think the rooms are all right? Let's go in and look at them
again."
They went down the hall to where the new rooms were situated, and the
dentist inspected them for the twentieth time.
The rooms were three in number--first, the sitting-room, which was also
the dining-room; then the bedroom, and back of this the tiny kitchen.
The sitting-room was particularly charming. Clean matting covered the
floor, and two or three bright colored rugs were scattered here and
there. The backs of the chairs were hung with knitted worsted tidies,
very gay. The bay window should have been occupied by Trina's sewing
machine, but this had been moved to the other side of the room to give
place to a little black walnut table with spiral legs, before which
the pair were to be married.
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