Little Johnny had just been put to bed for the umpteenth time and his
mother's patience was wearing thin. "If I hear you call 'Mother' one
more time, you will be punished," she warned him sternly.
For a while it was quiet, and then she heart a small voice call from the top of the stairs, "Mrs. Jones? Can I have a drink of water?"
For a while it was quiet, and then she heart a small voice call from the top of the stairs, "Mrs. Jones? Can I have a drink of water?"