Willie's pants were torn but his mother was so busy upstairs she told him to get them off and do the mending himself. Soon afterward she came down, found the torn trousers on a chair, but no sign of Willie. Just then noises from the basement seemed to give her a clue. Going to the door, she called.
'Are you running around down there without your pants?'
"Why no, ma'am,' came a deep bass voice from the darkness, 'I'm just getting set to read this meter.'
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