A wealthy man and his butler

A wealthy man, after a busy day in the city, arrives home and is greeted by his butler.

As his coat and hat are taken he asks, "I say, Biddle old chap, it's been a long day; would you be so kind as to draw me a bath?"

"Certainly, sir." replies Biddle.

Soon after, Biddle calls his master to the bathroom and, ever attentive, helps him into the newly drawn bath.

The butler begins folding clothes and busying himself around the bathroom, while the wealthy man soaks.

A minute or so later, Biddle is still fussing in the bathroom and the wealthy man, with growing impatience, has had enough. Worse yet, the warmth of the water has had an unintended effect and, he desperately now needs to break wind, preferably without an audience.

"Biddle!" he cries. "For God's sake get out of here and let me be!"

"I'm very sorry, sir. I shall leave at once." And with that, the butler goes away.

The wealthy man waits until he is sure he is alone, sinks soothingly into the water... and lets rip. What a relief!

After a while, there's a knock at the bathroom door.

"What is it? I'm trying to relax here!" shouts the man.

"I've brought you your hot water bottle, sir." says the butler, re-entering the room.

"What the devil would I want with a hot water bottle in a bath?!"

"I'm as perplexed as you are, sir, but when I was passing back this way a few moments ago, I'm almost certain I heard you say 'Labba hot water bottle, butler Biddle'".