On a hot summer day, the Earl of Tulum stood in front of the living room window in a small white sweater and a nightcap on his head.A servant came in, and because of his clothes, he took him to be a kitchen helper he knew, walked behind him on tiptoe, and slapped the count hard.The beaten man turned around quickly.Seeing the majestic face of the master, the servant trembled with fright, and knelt down on the ground in despair, "My lord, I thought it was George..." Tulum rubbed the place where he was beaten and said, "Even George shouldn't have been beaten so hard. ah."