The two men, sole occupants of the somewhat shabby cottage parlour, lingered over their port, not so much with the air of wine lovers, but rather as human beings and intimates, perfectly content with their surroundings and company.
The cloth upon the plain deal table was of fine linen, the decanter and glasse.
Inside at any rate was comfort, triumphing over varying conditions.
Outside, the wind was howling over the marshes, and occasional bursts of rain came streaming against the window panes.
The two men, sole occupants of the somewhat shabby cottage parlour, lingered over their port, not so much with the air of wine lovers, but rather as human beings and intimates, perfectly content with their surroundings and company
