Worried that they hadn't heard anything for days from the
widow in the apartment next door, the mother said to her
son, "Tony, would you go next door and see how old Mrs.
Pierpoint is?"
A few minutes later, Tony returned.
"Well, is she all right?" asked the mother.
"She's fine, but she's rather annoyed with you," remarked
Tony.
"At me?" the mother exclaimed. "Whatever for?"
Tony replied, "Mrs. Pierpoint said it's none of your business how old she is."
