The newly married pair were stopping in a hotel. The bride left the groom in their room while she went out on a brief shopping expedition. She returned in due time, and passed along the hotel corridor to the door, on which she tapped daintily.
“I’m back, honey—let me in,” she murmured with wishful tenderness. But there was no answer vouchsafed to her plea. She knocked a little more firmly, and raised her voice somewhat to call again:
“Honey, honey—it’s Susie! Let me in!”
Thereupon a very cold masculine voice sounded through the door:
“Madam, this is not a beehive; it’s a bathroom!”