Jumping to Conclusions

A man sitting at his window one evening casually called to his wife, “There goes that woman Charlie Smith is so terribly in love with.” His wife in the kitchen dropped the plate she was drying, ran through the door, knocking over a lamp, looked out the window. “Where, where?” she cried. “There,” he said, “that woman in the gabardine suit on the corner.” “You idiot,” she hissed, “That is his wife.” “Yes, of course,” he replied.

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