He found instead that the decorations everywhere were of spotless white, the whole effect one of cultivated and restful harmony.

The glass and linen on the table were perfect.
There was nowhere the slightest evidence of any ostentation.

Within a few feet of him, separated only by that little space of tablecloth and a great bowl of pink roses, sat Edith, dressed as he had never seen her before, a most becoming flush upon her cheeks, a new and softer brilliancy in her eyes, which seemed always to be seeking his.

They drank champagne, to the taste and effects of which he was as yet unaccustomed.

Burton felt its inspiring effect even though he himself drank little.
The conversation was always interesting.