A pretty well-dressed young lady stopped a taxi in a big square and said to the driver: "Do you see that young man on the other side of the square?"
"Yes," said the taxi-driver. The young man was standing outside the restaurant and looking impatiently at his watch every few seconds.
"Take me over there," said the young lady. There were a lot of cars and buses and trucks in the square,
so the taxi-driver asked: "Are you afraid to cross the street?"
"Oh, no," said the young lady, "but I'm three quarters of an hour late. I said that I'd meet that young
man for lunch at one o'clock, and it is now a quarter to two, but if I arrive in a taxi, it will at least seem as if I tried not to be late."

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