..and not respond to what we assume the other said...
The village drunkard staggered up Io the parish priest, newspaper in hand, and
greeted him politely. The priest, annoyed, ignored the greeting because the man
was slightly inebriated.
He had come with a purpose, however, “Excuse me, Father,” he said, “Could you tell
me what causes arthritis?” The priest ignored that too.
But when the man repeated the question the priest turned on him impatiently and
cried, “Drinking causes arthritis, that’s