Worried because they hadn`t heard anything for days from the widow in the next-door flat, Mrs. Silver said to her son, "Shane, would you ever go next door and see how old Mrs. Goldberg is?"
A few minutes later, Shane returned.
"Well," asked Mrs. Silver, "is she all right?"
"She`s fine, except that now shes angry with you."
"At me?" the woman exlaimed. "Whatever for?"
She said, "It`s none of your business how old she is."