![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() In winter, the dining room smelled of these mats wiped by a kitchen rag, and of coal fumes from the furnace, and beef gravy and dried potatoes and onions-a smell not unpleasant to anybody coming in hungry from the cold. The white tablecloths were changed every week and in the meantime were protected by oilcloth mats. “It is for my health,” said Louisa gravely. He had shown an interest in her in the beginning but had told her he had never before seen a woman touch wine or spirits. There were a few travellers in the room, and the dentist who ate there every night because he was a widower. She ate steak and potatoes, her usual meal, and drank a glass of wine. In the dining room of the Commercial Hotel, Louisa opened the letter that had arrived that day from overseas. ![]()
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