I will show you the upward action.

I press this one with 'Kitchen' upon it." There was a sense of motion, a very slight jar, and Robert, without moving from his seat, was conscious that the room had vanished, and that a large arched oaken door stood in the place which it had occupied.
"That is the kitchen door," said Raffles Haw.

"I have my kitchen at the top of the house.

I cannot tolerate the smell of cooking.

We have come up eighty feet in a very few seconds.