A traveling salesman, parched from hot days on a dusty road, stopped at an old farmhouse and knocked on the door.
"Yes?" said the man who answered.
"Might I bother you for a drink of water?" asked the salesman.
"Of course you might," replied the man. "Come with me."
So he followed the man to the back of the house where a rusty iron pump sat on the wooden porch. The man pulled and pushed on the handle for some time, but no water came. The man did not seem concerned at this, and without saying a word he picked up a pail, walked to the woods behind the house, and disappeared...
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