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What's Mine's Mine (Fiscle Part-3)

User: silviya
What's Mine's Mine (Fiscle Part-3)

The Room Was Handsomely Furnished, But Such As I Would Quarrel With
None For Calling Common, For It Certainly Was Uninteresting. Not A
Thing In It Had To Do With Genuine Individual Choice, But Merely
With The Fashion And Custom Of The Class To Which Its Occupiers
Belonged. It Was A Dining-Room, Of Good Size, Appointed With All The
Things A Dining-Room "Ought" To Have, Mostly New, And Entirely
Expensive--Mirrored Sideboard In Oak; Heavy Chairs, Just The Dozen,
In Fawn-Coloured Morocco Seats And Backs--The Dining-Room, In Short,
Of A London-House Inhabited By Rich Middle-Class People. A Big Fire
Blazed In The Low Round-Backed Grate, Whose Flashes Were Reflected
In The Steel Fender And The Ugly Fire-Irons That Were Never Used. A
Snowy Cloth Of Linen, Finer Than Ordinary, For There Was Pride In
The Housekeeping, Covered The Large Dining-Table, And A Company,
Evidently A Family, Was Eating Its Breakfast. But How Come These
People There?

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