Gradually his feeling of ignominy and of rage sank.
"Where should we go for dinner ?" asked the mother.
It was felt to be a reckless extravagance.

Paul had only been in an eating-house once or twice in his life, and then only to have a cup of tea and a bun.

Most of the people of Bestwood considered that tea and bread-and-butter, and perhaps potted beef, was all they could afford to eat in Nottingham.

Real cooked dinner was considered great extravagance.
Paul felt rather guilty.
They found a place that looked quite cheap.

But when Mrs.Morel scanned the bill of fare, her heart was heavy, things were so dear.