March 26, 2006
"If you don't stop, I shall marry neither of you," exclaimed Marsha, who had never looked so beautiful, in part because she had put on someone else's head. "I cannot bear to be the wife of a murderer. A forger, perhaps, but not a murderer." Both men looked at her. "But we've always done it this way," Manfred said, sheepishly. "Yes," Eduardo agreed. "Men fight over women, and the victor then marries her." "That is entirely stupid," Marsha frowned. "Well," Manfred pointed out, "it makes more sense than having the loser marry you." "True," Marsha said, "but it's still stupid."