The evening after Mr. Wilkins lost his wife scuba diving, he answered
the doorbell rather late to find two policemen. "We're sorry to call on
you at this hour," they said, "but we have some information about your
wife."

"Well...tell me!" he demanded.

One officer said, "We have some bad news, some pretty good news, and
some really great news."

Mr. Wilkins replied, "Give me the bad news first."

So the policeman said, "I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but we found your
wife's body this morning in San Francisco Bay."

"OH MY GOD!," said Mr. Wilkens. Then, remembering what the policeman
had said, he asked, "What's the good news?"

"Well," said the policeman, "when we pulled her up she had two
five-pound lobsters and a dozen good-size Dungeness crabs on her."

"Huh?" he said, not understanding. "So, what's the great news?"

The policeman smiled, licked his chops, and said, "We're going to pull
her up again tomorrow morning."

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