THE CLOAK THAT CLATTERED DOWN THE STAIRS
One day, after a hot argument, the Hodja's young wife pushed him down the stairs. The noise could be heard all over the neighborhood.
A few minutes later, the most inquisitive of his neighbors was at the Hodja's door asking about the noise.
"My cloak fell down the stairs," explained the Hodja nonchalantly.
"But surely, Hodja Effendi, a cloak falling down the stairs wouldn't clatter the way I heard?"
"Of course it would, with me in it!"