The stranger was talking in the tavern.
"For fifteen years," he said,
"my habits were as regular as clockwork. I rose exactly at six. Half an
hour later I was at breakfast. At seven I was at work. I had lunch at one, and
supper at six, and was in bed at nine-thirty. I ate only plain food, and didn't
have a day of sickness during all those years."
"MY," said MullaNasrudin who
was listening to the story, "AND WHAT WERE YOU IN JAIL FOR?"