"Yes. Well. Last weekend, when you two were over at our place -- er, before you got there, that is -- Steve and I had a chat."He paused. Paula mechani...ally injected an "Oh" into the conversation. The Riviera -- but that's so yesterday, she thought."We had a chat," Mr. Oldham went on. "About -- the two of you. And, ah, Steve suggested -- he didn't come right out and say it, mind you, don't be thinking that, no -- but he hinted, that, well, there might be -- not that he made a big issue of it --. "I hate tosay it but I really have to get home. I have work tomorrow and it'sgetting quite late now." Oh yes! So it is," he declared looking at his own watch. "I'll quicklygo and get your clothes from upstairs and run you home. Is thereanything else you want me to bring with me that you can use?" Yes I put a few outfits and shoes on the bed if you wouldn't mind," Ireplied as he walked towards the living room door. It suddenly dawned onme that he wanted me to travel back home dressed as I was. "Good answer!" The freckled girl laughs, before we're both silenced asour tutor arrives to start the class.Naturally, with it being our first day, we don't really get anysignificant work done- the class is more about getting to know everyoneon the course, setting out the timeline for the next three years, ourassignments and our required reading. All throughout the class, though,all I can think about is whether or not Katie and her friends will likeOphelia- and how lonely the two of us are. . occasionally stopping to look at a particular photo for a little longer. She was quite surprised: so many attractive men apparently looking for the same thing as she was! She knew that it was a highly subjective process, but there were a few men who she didn't find at all attractive: she wondered how successful they were! There was more than one page, so she looked at the others, then she went back to the beginning and looked again.It was actually impossible to go on looks alone: she'd met.