{"product_id":"2940014087223","title":"THE MAN UPSTAIRS AND OTHER STORIES","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE MAN UPSTAIRS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSOMETHING TO WORRY ABOUT\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDEEP WATERS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWHEN DOCTORS DISAGREE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBY ADVICE OF COUNSEL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eROUGH-HEW THEM HOW WE WILL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE MAN WHO DISLIKED CATS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRUTH IN EXILE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eARCHIBALD'S BENEFIT\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE MAN, THE MAID, AND THE MIASMA\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE GOOD ANGEL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePOTS O' MONEY\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOUT OF SCHOOL\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHREE FROM DUNSTERVILLE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE TUPPENNY MILLIONAIRE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAHEAD OF SCHEDULE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSIR AGRAVAINE\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE GOAL-KEEPER AND THE PLUTOCRAT\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIN ALCALA\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE MAN UPSTAIRS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere were three distinct stages in the evolution of Annette Brougham's\u003cbr\u003eattitude towards the knocking in the room above. In the beginning it\u003cbr\u003ehad been merely a vague discomfort. Absorbed in the composition of her\u003cbr\u003ewaltz, she had heard it almost subconsciously. The second stage set in\u003cbr\u003ewhen it became a physical pain like red-hot pincers wrenching her mind\u003cbr\u003efrom her music. Finally, with a thrill in indignation, she knew it for\u003cbr\u003ewhat it was--an insult. The unseen brute disliked her playing, and was\u003cbr\u003eintimating his views with a boot-heel.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDefiantly, with her foot on the loud pedal, she struck--almost\u003cbr\u003eslapped--the keys once more.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'Bang!' from the room above. 'Bang! Bang!'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnnette rose. Her face was pink, her chin tilted. Her eyes sparkled\u003cbr\u003ewith the light of battle. She left the room and started to mount the\u003cbr\u003estairs. No spectator, however just, could have helped feeling a pang of\u003cbr\u003epity for the wretched man who stood unconscious of imminent doom,\u003cbr\u003epossibly even triumphant, behind the door at which she was on the point\u003cbr\u003eof tapping.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'Come in!' cried the voice, rather a pleasant voice; but what is a\u003cbr\u003epleasant voice if the soul be vile?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnnette went in. The room was a typical Chelsea studio, scantily\u003cbr\u003efurnished and lacking a carpet. In the centre was an easel, behind\u003cbr\u003ewhich were visible a pair of trousered legs. A cloud of grey smoke was\u003cbr\u003ecurling up over the top of the easel.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I beg your pardon,' began Annette.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I don't want any models at present,' said the Brute. 'Leave your card\u003cbr\u003eon the table.'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I am not a model,' said Annette, coldly. 'I merely came--'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt this the Brute emerged from his fortifications and, removing his\u003cbr\u003epipe from his mouth, jerked his chair out into the open.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I beg your pardon,' he said. 'Won't you sit down?'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow reckless is Nature in the distribution of her gifts! Not only had\u003cbr\u003ethis black-hearted knocker on floors a pleasant voice, but, in\u003cbr\u003eaddition, a pleasing exterior. He was slightly dishevelled at the\u003cbr\u003emoment, and his hair stood up in a disordered mop; but in spite of\u003cbr\u003ethese drawbacks, he was quite passably good-looking. Annette admitted\u003cbr\u003ethis. Though wrathful, she was fair.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I thought it was another model,' he explained. 'They've been coming in\u003cbr\u003eat the rate of ten an hour ever since I settled here. I didn't object\u003cbr\u003eat first, but after about the eightieth child of sunny Italy had shown\u003cbr\u003eup it began to get on my nerves.'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnnette waited coldly till he had finished.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e'I am sorry,' she said, in a this-is-where-you-get-yours voice, 'if my\u003cbr\u003eplaying disturbed you.'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOne would have thought nobody but an Eskimo wearing his furs and winter\u003cbr\u003eunder-clothing could have withstood the iciness of her manner; but the\u003cbr\u003eBrute did not freeze.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47079828259056,"sku":"2940014087223","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014087223_p0.jpg?v=1763600399","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014087223","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}