A lady heard that her two sons were in the habit each at separate times
and quite unknown to each other, of taking one of the maids “out for a
lark.” Fearing to bring down on their devoted heads the wrath of their
father by making a bother about it, she asked them quietly if it were
true, but could obtain no satisfactory reply.
It occurred to her that by a little strategy she might get the truth from
one of the girls, so she said in a jocular manner, “Now, Mary, I want you
to answer me candidly. Which of my two sons do you like going out with
best—George or William?”
“Well, ma’am,” replied the maid, reassured by the lady’s manner, “if you
must know, of the two I like George the best; but for a downright good
spree, give me the master every time.”
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