Титаник

           Perhapsourtraveller,bentuponmorediscoveries,dinedthatnightnotinthesaloon,butintherestaurant,and,followingtheilluminatedelectricsignsthatpointedthewayalongthenumerousstreetsandroadsoftheship,foundhiswayafttotheCafe-Restaurant;whereinsteadofstewardswereFrenchwaitersandamaitred’hotelfromParis,andalltheperfectionofthatperfectandexpensiveservicewhichcondescendstogiveyouamealforsomethingunderafive-poundnote;where,surroundedbyLouisSeizepanellingoffawn-colouredwalnut,youmayonthisAprileveningeatyourplovers’eggsandstrawberries,anddrinkyour1900Clicquot,andthatinperfectoblivionofthesurroundingsea.Afterwards,perhaps,astrollonthedeckamidgroupsofpeople,notswathedinpea-jacketsoroilskins,butattiredasthoughfortheopera;andallthetime,inanatmospheregoldenwithlight,andmusicalwithlow-talkingvoicesandtheyearningstrainsofawaltz,drivingfive-and-twentymilesanhourwestward,withtheblacknightandtheseaallaboutus.Andthentobed,notinabunkinacabinbutinabedsteadinaquietroomwithatelephonethroughwhichtospeaktoanyoneoftwothousandpeople,andamessagehandedinbeforeyougotosleepthatsomeonewroteinNewYorksinceyourosefromthedinner-table.