ABSTRACT
There was once a Man who had one Wife, and they lived thus for nine years. But one day the Wife said " O, Owner-of-the-House," and he said "Yes." "What kind of a Man are you ?" she asked. Then he said "Why do you ask me what kind of a Man I am, what have you to complain about?" "It is this," she replied, "I have been alone with you nine years, am I never going to have a Rival Wife?" Then he said "Oh no, I do not want to set up a Rival, lest you should be jealous." But she said "No, no, I shall not be jealous, I myself will find a Wife for you." So he said "All right, find one for me, will a Man refuse to marry?"
