Rody Kickham had greaves in his number and a hamper in the refectory.
The bell rang and then the classes began to file out of the rooms and along the corridors towards the refectory.
Then he heard the noise of the refectory every time he opened the flaps of his ears.
Three days’ silence in the refectory and sending us up for six and eight every minute.
The refectory was half empty and the fellows were still passing out in file.
He could go up the staircase because there was never a priest or a prefect outside the refectory door.
It was like a train going in and out of tunnels and that was like the noise of the boys eating in the refectory when you opened and closed the flaps of the ears.
—It’s a stinking mean thing, that’s what it is, said Fleming in the corridor as the classes were passing out in file to the refectory, to pandy a fellow for what is not his fault.
Then the higher line fellows began to come down along the matting in the middle of the refectory, Paddy Rath and Jimmy Magee and the Spaniard who was allowed to smoke cigars and the little Portuguese who wore the woolly cap.
Simon Moonan had nice clothes and one night he had shown him a ball of creamy sweets that the fellows of the football fifteen had rolled down to him along the carpet in the middle of the refectory when he was at the door.
He heard the fellows of the higher line stand up at the top of the refectory and heard their steps as they came down the matting: Paddy Rath and Jimmy Magee and the Spaniard and the Portuguese and the fifth was big Corrigan who was going to be flogged by Mr Gleeson.
It was wrong; it was unfair and cruel; and, as he sat in the refectory, he suffered time after time in memory the same humiliation until he began to wonder whether it might not really be that there was something in his face which made him look like a schemer and he wished he had a little mirror to see.
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He and Werner eat their first meal in their starchy new uniforms at a long wooden table in the refectory.
Anthony Doerr -- All the Light We Cannot See
Restored to its normal identity as a refectory, enormous cauldrons of porridge were being dispensed, together with bannocks baked on the hearth and spread with molasses.