The Artist's Impression. Julia Schulz

to strangers, as it were. “Now, I have a man in mind, who I think will suit you down to the ground, Georgina. His name is Philip Morris, of good family stock and is with the University completing his social research project to contribute to his Doctorate. Prior to entering academia, he was an entrepreneur in the liquor trade; operating as a very successful Whiskey merchant, has turned a great profit, and since being with the University he has staffed the business so he need only draw from the capital. It is my understanding that he has an obsession for Swedish culture, and the nature of the project surrounds the effects of solitude on Swedish citizens. I am sure, if nothing else, that he will be fascinated by your independent nature. And, you may act as a muse for his research.” She adds this with a tone of sarcasm, as Georgina recalls Mrs Bannister's tendencies to live her life for her husband’s academic advancement. “He is slightly older than you; by six years, although that hardly matters in the scheme of things. Besides, he is prudent, discerning, both academically and business minded, and I am certain of a complementary match. You need someone like him Georgina, to keep your feet planted on the ground. Daydreaming your life away is a complete waste of your time; and I wouldn’t be surprised if your fanciful imagination lands you in some severely hot water, sooner or later, in some form or other. I have offered him your telephone number and he has promised to ring you in the near future.” Georgina casted her mind back to her previous reflections in which she deduced that such events contribute to one’s milestones in life, and languidly accepted whatever fate may have in store for her concerning this man. If he is University educated, all the better, as there is a high chance of him having a beautiful mind. She could not and would not accept him if his only passion and interest in life was Whiskey. Despite the fact that she was well aware that these types of connoisseurs belonged to the leisure classes, i.e. middle and upper, and were high flyers, she couldn't help but look down on people whose only joy in life was alcohol and the procurement of it. Those who were once perhaps well educated in other areas besides, but have forsaken it all to fall into the alluring though dangerous, bottomless pit of luxury, and now it is all about the Whiskey. “The only thing that casts doubt in my mind in regards to the situation is the fact that you are not presently occupied with anything meaningful, and this may act as a deterrent for an ambitious and stable man, such as Philip.” “Well, Mrs Bannister I had not the chance to tell you that I have secured some work with Balzac’s Bookshop, and will commence my duties with them tomorrow morning.” “Well, my dear, this is a turn up for the books, if you will excuse the pun, and I am glad to see that you are finally taking your destiny in your own hands. I won’t hold you up any longer, as I am sure that you have some organizing to do before tomorrow. Listen out for the telephone, and do let me know how you get on, and good luck for your new job. No need to see me out, I will show myself to the door. Goodbye Georgina.”