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March 22, 2006
"Manfred, old bean," began Eduardo, with a trace of Argentinean accent flickering about his lips, "We haven't seen each other since '99, when you and I fell down a well together. Do you remember that? We were in there for six months. Then you noticed that the well was only three feet deep, and we managed to clamber out with the aid of an old man who was passing by and who had winches for hands. Good times, Manfred. But now you say that you're marrying a stork—" And here he paused, for he recognized Marsha for the first time.