Book Excerpt: ide of hishand. Bull-like, he heaved himself laboriously up, and, going to the window, stood looking down into the street.The street never failed to interest him. It was one ofthose cross streets peculiar to Western cities, situated inthe heart of the residence quarter, but occupied by smalltradespeople who lived in the rooms above their shops.There were corner drug stores with huge jars of red, yellow, and green liquids in their windows, very brave and gay;stationers' stores, where illustrated weeklies were tackedupon bulletin boards; barber shops with cigar stands intheir vestibules; sad-looking plumbers' offices; cheaprestaurants, in whose windows one saw piles of unopenedoysters weighted down by cubes of ice, and china pigs andcows knee deep in layers of white beans. At one end of thestreet McTeague could see the huge power-house of the cableline. Immediately opposite him was a great market; whilefarther on, over the chimney stacks of the interveninghouses, the glass roof of some huRead Mo
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