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The Lawyer
For five years, the young attorney had been taking his brief
vacations at a country inn.* The last time he'd finally
managed an affair with the innkeeper's daughter.* Looking
forward to an exciting few days, he dragged his suitcase up
the stairs of the inn, then stopped short.* There sat his
lover with an infant on her lap!
"Helen, why didn't you write when you learned you were
pregnant?" he cried.* "I would have rushed up here, we could
have gotten married, and the baby would have my name!"
"Well," she said, "when my folks found out about my
condition, we sat up all night talkin' and talkin' and
decided it would be better to have a bastard in the family
than a lawyer."
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"That's a joke... I say, that's a joke, son"
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