the landlord told them—and Archer's heart sank at the idea of having to talk through their noise.
\"This is hopeless—I'll ask for a private room,\" he said; and Madame Olenska, without offering any objection, waited while he went in search of it. The room opened on a long wooden verandah, with the sea coming in at the windows. It was bare and cool, with a table covered with a coarse checkered cloth and adorned by a bottle of
the landlord told them—and Archer's heart sank at the idea of having to talk through their noise.
\"This is hopeless—I'll ask for a private room,\" he said; and Madame Olenska, without offering any objection, waited while he went in search of it. The room opened on a long wooden verandah, with the sea coming in at the windows. It was bare and cool, with a table covered with a coarse checkered cloth and adorned by a bottle of
