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I climbed out of the hole and kissed her and, in time, we did manage to get the old woman buried.
The next day we applied for our license. Three days later we were married -- so far as I know, an interstellar first. The job or money problem, as it turned out, was no problem. Her first thought was the direct, female approach to the problem. She could simply make it out of old newspapers whenever we needed some, as she had the body. She made some to show me.