It
was Sunday, and according to his custom on that day, McTeague took his
dinner at two in the afternoon at the car conductors’ coffee joint on Polk
Street. He had a thick, gray soup; heavy, underdone mean, very hot, on a cold
plate; two kinds of vegetables; and a sort of suet pudding, full of strong
butter and sugar. On his way back to the office, one block above, he stopped at
Joe Frenna’s saloon and bought a pitcher of steam beer. It was his habit
to leave the pitcher there on his way to dinner. (1)
Within the first paragraph, Norris shows how
McTeague spends his Sundays going to the same places, eating the same foods,
and doing everything exactly the same as every other Sunday. However, this
repetition leads to McTeague not knowing how to handle himself when something
changes. This is especially true when that something includes a beautiful young
woman under anesthesia. When McTeague first puts Trina under anesthesia, he
feels strange animalistic urges begin to grow in him and he has to try to fight
them. However, his inner struggle is one of the most uncomfortable scenes that
I have ever read. I was not sure that I was really reading the words that were
on the page. When he kisses her, I felt sick to my stomach. And then, he asks
her to marry him. Who does that kind of thing? What was Norris trying to do?
Because I really have no idea what he is trying to insinuate. I will continue
reading this novel because I think I have a good paper topic for this next
paper, but I am very reluctant to finish it because I know that it will only
get more uncomfortable for me and I am not okay with that.
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