The violinist was returning home from a lengthy concert trip. As he drove up to his house, he saw that it had burned to the ground. A fireman stood over the smoking rubble.
"What's happened?" said the violinist.
"Well sir," said the fireman stiffly, "we think your conductor came to your house this morning, stole all your valuable possessions, and burned down your house."
The violinist staggered in amazement,
"The maestro came to see me?!"