On the 10th of August a pomp of liveried menials met me as I alighted
from the train, and contended for the honor and profit of carrying my
umbrella into the hotel.
On the 17th of September I myself carry a heavy satchel in each hand
out through the echoing corridors down the wide veranda stairs to the
train, unattended by a single fee-taker.
The hotel is closed.