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Marriage Phyllis Gag. DETOURS 15/JUL/1970 The newlyweds were giving their first formal dinner. Since her husband was a novice at carving, the wife insisted on his learning to carve from her cookbook lest he display his ignorance. At the proper time the roast was placed before the inexperienced host who was plainly at a loss to know how to proceed. "Go on, dear, carve it," whispered the wife. "You know exactly how to do it from the directions in the book." "Of course I do," came back the answer, "but I can't find any of the dotted lines."