The most
 interesting and most touching image in
            the story has to do with the bead-curtain. At one point
 Jig reaches out and
            rolls a couple of these wooden beads back and forth between her fingers. It
            is obvious that she is reminded of the wooden beads that are so common on infants'
            cribs,
 play-pens, strollers, and toys. The poor girl is thinking how much she
            would enjoy having a baby
 and doing all the things that mothers do with their
            babies.
The landscape is
 desolate. It seems to symbolize
            the isolation of these two people in an enormous, indifferent
 cosmos. In a
            few minutes they will board the train and leave--but the landscape will remain
            here
 for millions of years after their little drama has been forgotten, just
            as it had been there for
 millions of years before they passed through. They
            are just a man and a woman having a baby--or
 not having a baby. I am reminded
            of Adam and Eve getting evicted from paradise.
Jig doesn't
            really care about the hills. She is just trying to make conversation. That
            has been her function and concern since the beginning of their relationship. She loves
            the man
 and wants to keep his interest and his love. She will do whatever he
            wants. What he wants from
 her is to be a bright and cheerful companion. These
            qualities were what attracted him to her in
 the first place.
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