March 20, 2006
"What ho, Eduardo!" cried Manfred, tipping his horse over so that he and Marsha could dismount. "Come out! I have need of your services!" But no answer came from within. "Try screaming," Marsha advised him, and he didÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€but, again, to no avail. Manfred was about to attempt to urinate as loudly as possible when a shadowed figure began to emerge from within the lump before them. Presently they could see that it was EduardoÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€and Marsha's heart leaped into her mouth, for he was even more handsome than he had been at the ball, and seemed to have acquired extra fingers.