There was once a time when a man was allowed more than one wife, and a middle-aged bachelor, who could be called neither young nor old, and whose hair was just beginning to turn grey, fell in love with two women at the same time and married both of them. One was young and lively and wanted her husband to look youthful; the other was somewhat more advanced in age and was concerned that her husband should look about the same age as she did. So, the young wife seized every opportunity to pull out all her dear husband’s grey hairs, while the older one zealously plucked out every black hair she could find. For a while the man was highly flattered by their attention and devotion until, one morning, he discovered that, thanks to his two wives, he did not have a single hair left on his head.
Student: “All three of them are losers. Is there anyone who is not a loser?”
Master: “Yes, there is.”
Student: “Who is it?”
Master: “There is one who is not lamenting whilst all of them are.”
Anyone who doesn’t know the one who is not lamenting belongs to one of the three.
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