Q. Still, I don't understand it at all. You say he spoke to you, and that he was dead?
A. I didn't say he was dead.
Q. But wasn't he dead?
A. Well, some said he was, some said he wasn't.
Q. What do you think?
A. Oh, it was none of my business! It wasn't any of my funeral.
Q. Did you—However we can never get this matter straight. Let me ask about something else. What was the date of your birth?
A. Monday, October 31, 1693.
Q. What! Impossible! That would make you a hundred and eighty years old. How do you account for that?
A. I don't account for it at all.