It was of no value but to you.

I--I ventured to bid it in.

I thought perhaps"-- his hand went to his chin, "that you wouldn't mind; that--in fact, I bought it for you--as a present.

Will you take it ?" He handed the package to Trina and hurried on.

Trina tore off the wrappings.
It was the framed photograph of McTeague and his wife in their wedding finery, the one that had been taken immediately after the marriage.
It represented Trina sitting very erect in a rep armchair, holding her wedding bouquet straight before her, McTeague standing at her side, his left foot forward, one hand upon her shoulder, and the other thrust into the breast of his "Prince Albert" coat, in the attitude of a statue of a Secretary of State.
"Oh, it WAS good of him, it WAS good of him," cried Trina, her eyes filling again.