This is the way I heard it.

Libi was a tall drink of water.

No two ways about it.

A statuesque, full-figured gal who was in the words of Rogers and Hammerstein, broad,

where a broad should be broad.

Beyond her classic beauty, though, Libi possessed another quality that most men found irresistible.

A quality that suggested anything might be possible with a girl like her.

Fred conceived Libi twenty years ago, and though her mom was never really in the picture,

it would be unfair to call Fred a single parent.

Fred loved his little girl as much as any father could love a daughter, but it was Gus who

actually raised her.

And now Fred and Gus were trying to arrange a marriage, searching the world for a man who

would put Libi on a pedestal.

For a time, it seemed like that man would be the governor of Egypt.

Ismail Pasha was handsome, charming, and clearly enamored of Libi.

He said all the right things and promised to build her a fabulous home right there at

the entrance of the newly completed Suez Canal.

Fred was delighted.

Obviously Ismail was a Muslim, but Libi didn't care about that.

In fact, it was agreed that Libi would wear a veil in public if doing so would please

him.

But after two years of courtship, it became clear that Egypt was not the right place

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