General Chat

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What the Butler didn’t see. The London fog was swirling over the Thames as a young tramp settled himself on the Embankment for the night. Suddenly he was aroused by a gentle voice and, looking up, he saw a beautiful brunette alighting from her chauffer-driven Rolls-Royce. “My poor man,” she said, “you must be terribly cold and wet. Let me drive you to my home and put you up for the night.” Of course, the tramp didn’t refuse this invitation and climbed into the car beside her. After a short drive the car stopped before a large Victorian mansion and the brunette stepped out, beckoning the tramp to follow her. The door was opened by the butler, into whose charge the lady gave the tramp, with instructions that he should be given a meal, a bath and a comfortable bed in the servant’s quarters. Some while later, as the brunette was preparing to retire, it occurred to her that her guest might be in need of some thing, so, slipping on her negligee, she hurried along to the servants’ wing. As she rounded the corner a chink of light met her eye, indicating that the young man was awake. Knocking softly on the door she entered the room and enquired of the young man why he was not sleeping. “Surely you are not hungry?” “Oh no, your butler fed me royally.” Then perhaps your bed is not comfortable?” “But it is - soft and warm.” “Then you must need company. Move over a little……” The young man overjoyed moved over… (and fell into the Thames…….)