Edith was perfectly willing, but interposed the sage conclusion that gossiping menials might not appreciate a preference so unique.
Mr.Roxbury Medcroft's sky parlour adjoined the elevator shaft.

The head of his bed was in close proximity to the upper mechanism of the lift, a thin wall intervening.

A French architect, who had a room hard by, met Brock in the hall, hollow-eyed and haggard, on the morning after their first night.

He shouted lugubrious congratulations in Brock's ear, just as if Brock's ear had not been harassed a whole night long by shrieking wheels and rasping cables.
"Monsieur is very fortunate in being so afflicted," he boomed.

"A thousand times in the night have I wished that I might be deaf also.