A woman was becoming worried about her next door neighbour, who was an elderly widow, because she hadn’t heard anything from her apartment in a few days.
Concerned about her neighbour, she said to her son, “Harry, would you go next door and see how old Mrs. Richardson is?”
A few minutes later, Harry returned to their apartment.
“Well, is she all right?” asked his mother.
“She’s fine”, Harry said, “but she’s rather annoyed with you”.
“At me?” his mother exclaimed, “Whatever for?”
Harry replied, “Mrs. Richardson said that it’s none of your business how old she is”.
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