Our dining-room, like the other dining-rooms in
Road, is a poky little place,
fourteen feet by twelve, or maybe it’s twelve by ten, and the Japanese oak sideboard, with
the two empty decanters and the silver egg-stand that Hilda’s mother gave us for a
wedding present, doesn’t leave much room.
fourteen feet by twelve, or maybe it’s twelve by ten, and the Japanese oak sideboard, with
the two empty decanters and the silver egg-stand that Hilda’s mother gave us for a
wedding present, doesn’t leave much room.
Orwell - Coming Up for Air
