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Two lady school teachers from Brooklyn, spending their sabbatical year exploring western Canada, stopped at a small and old-fashioned hotel in Alberta recently.

One of their pair was inclined to be worrisome when travelling, and she could not rest until she had taken a look of the corridors to hunt out exits in case of fire.

The first door she opened, unfortunately, turned out to be that of the public bath, occupied by an elderly gentleman taking a shower.

“Oh, excuse me!”The lady stammered, flustered.

“I am looking for fire escape.” Then she ran for it.

To her dismay, she had not got far along the corridor when she heard a shout behind her and, looking around, sawthe gentleman, wearing only a towel, running after her.

“Where is the fire?”He hollered.