Tonight was a joyous occasion for everyone, from Stella Sterling to Felix Lawrence and his men.
Except for Stella Sterling and Andrew Shaw, no one here had tasted meat in a very long time. Today, they were even happier than if it were New Year's.
Not only did they cook the pork in a variety of ways, but they had also prepared quite a bit of entertainment.
There was singing and dancing, and every face shone with excitement.
The only downside was that every time someone did something, they would stop to thank Stella Sterling, and then the whole crowd would cheer and holler along.
Stella Sterling was thick-skinned, but even she felt a bit mortified at that moment.
So, after spending a little more time with everyone, she took her two large pork legs and returned to her room.
'If I stay out there, they'll just keep thanking me,' she thought. 'It makes me uncomfortable, and they can't relax and enjoy themselves properly.'
'It's much better to enjoy my pork legs alone in my room.'
