My Call

A doctor rushed out of his study room.

- Get me my bag! - he shouted.

- Why, what's the matter? - inquired his pretty young wife.

- Some fellow just phoned and said he can't live without me - he gasped as he reached for his hat.

The young wife sighed.

- Just a moment - she said gently.

- I think that call was for me.

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