In a little while we were called to breakfast in a lovely, homely diningroom such as country hotels some times boast—a diningroom of an indescribable artlessness and crudity. […] As I neared the diningroom door and was passing the coatrack, mine host appeared and, with a grace and tact which I have nowhere seen surpassed, and in a voice which instantly obviated all possibility of a disagreeable retort, he presented me a coat which he had taken from a hook and, holding it ready, said: “Would you mind slipping into this?” […] Something about the man’s manner made me ashamed of myself—not that it would have been such a dreadful thing to have gone into the diningroom looking as I was, for I was entirely presentable, but that I had not taken greater thought to respect his conventions more. […] These enormous American watering place hotels, with their armies of servants, heavy, serious-faced guests, solemn state diningrooms, miles of halls and the like, more or less frighten me.

He went down to the diningroom and ate his oatmeal and toast and strawberry jam and drank his milk. […] He dried his hands on the roller towel and returned to the diningroom. […] The festivities, such as they were, took place on the side porch and were scarcely different from having a meal in the diningroom, the only notable differences being the fare and the absence of the husband-and-father. […] The picnic on the porch was physically too close to the diningroom and in time too near the customary hour for Samuel Eaton’s return home.

On the ground floor of Mr Biswas’s two-storey house the solicitor’s clerk had put a tiny kitchen in one corner; the remaining L-shaped space, unbroken, served as drawingroom and diningroom. Between the kitchen and the diningroom there was a doorway but no door. […] In the diningroom there was a frigid-looking washstand with a ewer and basin. […] They occupied the drawingroom, the diningroom, a bedroom, the kitchen, the bathroom; […]

In a short time, dinner was announced, and then the oldest of the guests, a gentleman named Harrington, who I knew had grown-up daughters, offered me his arm and led me into the brilliantly lighted diningroom. […] Because the gallery communicates directly with the diningroom and ballroom of the hotel, the female guests are able to peep in at the proceedings without any danger of the scandal that might be caused if they were seen on the floor of the Rotunda itself. […] I doubt if you would care to change places with me, supposing you were to see me on the train or in the diningroom of a commercial hotel.

Diningroom

Meaning

Noun