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March 9, 2006
There before her, silhouetted by the morning light, stood Manfred, Lord Salisbury, heir to the largest diamond mine in all of Leeds, and a goat, which happened to be passing by. "Oh—it is a goat," cried Marsha, in a voice that seemed to come from somewhere in upstate New York. "No," replied Manfred, "I am no goat. It is I, Marsha, Manfred, come to take you back to England with me, as soon as I've completed my business here in the States, which is to buy some fire insurance and to look at a boat that is for sale."