A solicitor for the Red Cross

A solicitor for the Red Cross called upon a well-to-do young couple for a donation. Hearing a commotion inside he knocked extra-loudly on the door.

A somewhat disheveled man admitted him in. “What can I do for you?” he growled, clearly upset about something.

“I would like to speak to the master of the house,” said the solicitor politely.

“Then you’re just in time,” barked the young man. “My wife and I are settling that very question right now!”