Calvin Coolidge, the famously taciturn 30th President of America, was sitting at dinner when a fellow guest attempted to lure him into conversation. 'I have made a bet, Mr Coolidge,' she began, 'that I can get more than two words out of you.' 'You lose,' replied Coolidge.
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