A short-sighted spinster was ill in bed and got a visit from

what she thought was the vicar. After he had been with her

for some time, he left as her friend arrived.

“That was nice of the vicar to call, wasn’t it?” said the

spinster.

“No, dear, that was the doctor.”

“Oh really,” she replied, disappointed, “I thought he was very

familiar.”

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