A Servant’s Clever Reply: Outwitting the Wealthy Landlord

Robert had recently started working as a servant in a landlord’s grand mansion. Life was easy enough, except for the landlord’s peculiar obsession with flaunting his wealth at every opportunity.

One day, a friend of the landlord came over for tea. As they sat chatting in the drawing room, the landlord called out, “Robert! Fetch my binoculars!”

Robert, ever obedient, dashed to the landlord’s room and returned with a pair of binoculars. The friend admired them briefly and left.

As soon as the door shut, the landlord turned to Robert with a dramatic sigh. “Robert, you fool! How could you bring just any binoculars? You should’ve asked if I wanted the binoculars from England or the ones from London! It’s about showing how filthy rich I am!”

Robert, now thoroughly baffled by his employer’s logic, nodded solemnly and went back to his duties.

A few days later, another friend came to visit. As they were touring the mansion, the friend noticed a lion skin rug. Intrigued, he asked the landlord, “My goodness! Who killed this lion?”

The landlord puffed up his chest and declared, “Why, my father did!”

Not one to miss an opportunity for theatrics, the landlord turned to Robert and said, “Robert! Bring me my father’s photograph!”

This time, Robert stood his ground, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Which one, sir? The one from England or the one from London?”

The landlord was left speechless, while his friend burst into laughter. From that day on, Robert became a legend in the household, proving that sometimes, wit is the richest thing of all.