Young priest visits old priest for dinner
In a quiet town, an old priest invites over for dinner a young priest who had recently moved to the next town over, to get acquainted. It was just the two of them at dinner, tended to by the old priest's young and lovely housekeeper.
They make small talk, but the old priest notices that his colleague keeps glancing quizzically between the host and the housekeeper who dotes on him so tenderly, so at once point when the two are alone, he says, "I can tell what you're wondering, and I assure you that my relationship with that young lady is entirely professional and proper.
The young priest waves dismissively that such questions hadn't crossed his mind, and moves on to compliment the finely carved silver serving pieces. Eventually the dinner ends and he goes home.
Several weeks later, the housekeeper says to the old priest, "Excuse me for asking an awkward question, but ever since you hosted that nice young man, I haven't been able to find your silver ladle that he was fond of. You don't suppose he might have... kept it?"
The old priest replied, "I'm certain he would do no such thing.... but I suppose I could always write a delicately worded letter." So he proceeds to write, "My dear sir, it was such a pleasure to have you here recently, though an odd circumstance has come up. I'm not saying you did, and I'm not saying you didn't, take my silver ladle, but the fact remains that it has not been seen since that night."
A few days later, he receives a return letter: "Thank you Father for the hospitality. Now, I'm not saying that you are, and I'm not saying that you aren't, sleeping with your housekeeper, but the fact remains that if you had set your head upon your own pillow these last few weeks, you would have found your ladle."
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