Lesson4 Musical Half-Notes Text A A musician who played Pop Music in a CLub lived in boardinghouse in the centre of london. He always used to get back to his room very late at night and sometimes inthe carly hours of the morning. He was so tired when he got back that he would si ton the edge of his bed ,take off his shoes and throw them on the floor and say. 'Thank goodness. another day is over.' He would thcn get into hcd and fall fast aslecp. But thepoor lodger who had the room under the musician's was wokcn up cach night, or carly?in the morning. by the two thuds that the two shoes made as thcy landcd On his ceiling.Finally, he could not stand it any more and went and complained to thc musician. Naturally the musician was very upset and promiscd that, in future, aftcr taking off his shoes, he would put them down as quictly as possible on the carpct. The ncxt day, he got back from his club at about one o'clock in the morning. went up to his room, sat on the edge of his bed, took off one shoe and threw it on the floor. He was just about to do the same with the other when suddenly remcmbered the promise he had made the day before. So with grcat care he put the second shoe down silently on the carpet. Then he got into bed and fell fast aslecp. An hour later, he was woken up by a violent knocking on his door. It was thc lodger who slept in the room just under his. 'Plcase, plcase, please,' the Iodger plcaded, 'drop the other shoe. I have been waiting for a whole hour for you to drop it. As soon as you do I can go to sleep. ' Text B Of all the men who ever liked fresh air, not one liked it more than James Wilson. He took long walks in the fresh air. He ran long distances in the fresh air. He played football and other games in the fresh air. He liked to climb mountains and breathe the fresh air at the top. He used to go to sit by the sea and watch the great waves in the fresh air. He always slept with his windows wide open. He had an open car with no roof, and he drove it madly through the fresh air. If Wilson entered a room where the windows were shut, he immediately opened them. He did this even when snow was falling outside. If someone else shut the windows again, he walked out of the room in a manner which showed his opinions without any doubt. When he travelled by sea, he could usually be found in a place on board where the wild wind was blowing through his hair. One winter Wilson went to Finland on business. Good hotels in Finland are heated during the cold winter, and this winter was even colder than usual. When Wilson reached his room in the hotel. he found that the windows were closed to keep the icy air out. He did his best to open one , but failed. It was absolutely impossible to open it : the manager had very wisely arranged that. Wilson undressed and got into bed. He was a very angry man. The bedroom was very pleasant. Two or three pictures on the walls showed views of some beautiful parts of Finland. There was no noise at all. The bed was really excellent; but Wilson could not sleep. He could not forget the closed window. No fresh air! It was terrible to think of! He got out of bed and tried once more to open the window; but it was useless, and he sadly got back into bed. At about one o'clock in the morning he was still awake, worrying about the air in the bedroom. He had turned over in bed two hundred and thirty-six times. He was very hot. As he turned over for the two hundred and thirty-seventh time, one arm came out of the bedclothes and hung down beside the bed. His hand touched the floor. It also touched something on the floor. This thing was a shoe. An idea came into his worried mind. Angry men act quickly, and the shoe was in his hand in less than a second. Where was the window? He cou