For three years, the young attorney had
been taking his brief vacations at this country inn. The last time he'd finally managed an
affair with the innkeeper's daughter.
Looking forward to an exciting few days, he
dragged his suitcase up the stairs of the inn, then stopped short. There sat his lover
with an infant on her lap! "Helen, why didn't you write when you learned you were
pregnant?" he cried. "I would have rushed up here, we could have gotten married,
and the baby would have my name!"
"Well," she said, "when my
folks found out about my condition, we sat up all night talkin' and talkin' and decided it
would be better to have a BASTARD in the family than a LAWYER."