This is the way I heard it.

The End

Headwig was beautiful, and married to a man she didn't love.

Fritz was an arms merchant and deeply possessive of his trophy wife.

Consequently, Headwig was a fly on the wall at more than a few interesting dinner parties.

At their home in Vienna, Headwig listened quietly as important men discussed with her husband,

the evolving technologies that would change the complexion of modern warfare.

Fritz's guests were intelligent and influential, some were physicists, some were inventors,

many were Nazis.

Headwig didn't care for Nazis, she didn't like them in her house or at her table,

and she hated the fact that her husband was selling them weapons.

At the next fancy dinner party, Headwig selected from her vast wardrobe the most glamorous

evening gown she could find.

She adorned herself with every piece of expensive jewelry she owned.

She smiled sweetly during the appetizer, listened attentively during the main course,

and just before dessert went off to powder her nose.

She never returned.

The next morning a stunning woman arrived in Paris by train, and after that it was your

basic Hollywood fairy tale.

Headwig Kysler was discovered by Louis B. Mayer, the movie mogul.

A year later she was living in Hollywood and starring opposite Clark Gable.

By then she had a new name to go with her new address.

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