40/58 Trina had sold his concertina--had stolen it and sold it--his concertina, his beloved concertina, that he had had all his life. Why, barring the canary, there was not one of all his belongings that McTeague had cherished more dearly. His steel engraving of "Lorenzo de' Medici and his Court" might be lost, his stone pug dog might go, but his concertina! "And she sold it--stole it from me and sold it. Just because I happened to forget to take it along with me. Well, we'll just see about that. |