March 21, 2006
"Why, Manfred, exclaimed Eduardo, putting down the woodland beaver he had been carrying, "what brings you toÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€?" But before he could finish, he spied Marsha, so radiant that she had begun to resemble a highly exothermic chemical reaction. "ButÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€it isÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€howÃƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬â€" he began, but Manfred, ignorant of all that had transpired, stopped him with a raised hand. "Eduardo, I present to you milady Marsha, whom I am to marry as soon as I reach Leeds again, but who presently is a stork." "A STORK?" cried Eduardo. "More or less," replied Manfred. Marsha, who had been standing alone nearby, began flossing.