He had
fatigued himself by some business calls, and was now taking a
little rest upon the bed, when he was aroused from half-sleep by
the pounding overhead.
"I wish people would have the decency to keep quiet," he said to
himself, peevishly. "How can I rest with such a confounded
racket going on above!"
He lay back, thinking the noise would cease, but Paul, finding
the knocking on the door ineffectual, began to jump up and down,
as I have already said. Of course this noise was heard
distinctly in the room below.
"This is getting intolerable!" exclaimed Mr. Piper, becoming
more and more excited. "The man ought to be indicted as a common
nuisance. How they can allow such goings-on in a respectable
hotel, I can't understand. I should think the fellow was
splitting wood upstairs."
He took his cane, and, standing on the bed, struck it furiously
against the ceiling, intending it as signal to the man above to
desist. But Paul, catching the response, began to jump more
furiously than ever, finding that he had attracted attention.
Mr. Piper became enraged.
"The man must be a lunatic or overcome by drink," he exclaimed.
"I can't and I won't stand it."
But the noise kept on.
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