There were to be no morning papers taken, no library, no morning-room.

Dining-rooms, billiard-rooms, and card-rooms would suffice for the Beargarden.
Everything was to be provided by a purveyor, so that the club should be cheated only by one man.

Everything was to be luxurious, but the luxuries were to be achieved at first cost.

It had been a happy thought, and the club was said to prosper.

Herr Vossner, the purveyor, was a jewel, and so carried on affairs that there was no trouble about anything.