Two hours later my friend phoned me from the house. At the moment, he said he was listening to some of my records after having had a delicious meal. He had found the skillet and fried two eggs, and gad helped himself to some cold chicken in the refrigerator. Now, he said, he was drinking a glass of orange juice and he hoped I would join him soon. When I asked him if he had not been able to find the key under the doormat, but fortunately, the living room window by the apple tree had been left open and he had climbed in through the window. I listened to all this in astonishment. There is no apple tree outside my window, but there is only one by the living room window of my next-door neighbor’s house!