There was a man, an ocean sailor, in Argentina, he met a woman who he married. During a storm, she was washed overboard, and he couldn’t find her. Undaunted he continued sailing around the world, met another woman (from Sidney) and married her. In the strait Moluccas, they were ambushed, the pirates shot his wife. Well, life goes on and when he finally came to Oslo, the press was not there to extoll his considerable feat. The thinking was losing one wife an accident but losing two was considered irresponsible. At the sailors club, he was welcomed with polite coldness, he knew why rumours were floating about. Disappointed he sold his boat bought a flat on a high rise, the seventh floor. this had a terrace with a low railing. No, she didn't have an accident if you think of it, but she did commit suicide. I don't think he ever married again But he wrote a book about his many years At sea and tried to explain his misfortunes, The book sold well since he used an alias.