Anton Pavlovich Chekhov, The Slanderer
“ A loud noise of voices smote the air. From the outside people looked in at the windows;—their social standing gave them no right to enter. Just at midnight the host, Akhineyev, made his way to the kitchen to see whether everything was ready for the supper. The kitchen was filled with smoke from the floor to the ceiling; the smoke reeked with the odors of geese, ducks, and many other things. Victuals and beverages were scattered about on two tables in artistic disorder. Marfa, the cook, a stout, red-faced woman, was busying herself near the loaded tables. ”
