Having finished the paper, his second cup of coffee, and a buttered roll, he got up, flicked some crumbs off his waistcoat, and, expanding his broad chest, smiled joyfully, not because there was anything specially pleasant in his mind – no, the smile was but the result of a healthy digestion.
Finito il giornale, la seconda tazza di caffè e la ciambellina al burro, s’alzò scrollando le briciole dal panciotto e, allargando il petto ampio, sorrise di piacere: non perché avesse in animo qualcosa di particolarmente lieto, ma solo perché la buona digestione gli procurava quel sorriso di gioia.