A timid little man in a restaurant carefully touched the arm of a man putting on an overcoat. “Excuse me,” he said, “but do you happen to be Mr. Smith?”
“No, I’m not!” the man answered impatiently.
“Oh…er…well,” stammered the first man, “you see, I am, and that’s his overcoat you’re putting on.”
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