Miss Hilary Vialls
She can't help staring. How can he be so brazen, circling sex ads in public? And those criteria! And the way he changes his mind!
It's also moving in way. The need is moving. So is the air of hard work. There's nothing lewd about it. He's treating it like an engineering problem.
That is irredeemably male, as are his clumsy baggy body, the fat pale hairy fingers.
She dresses to attract... who? She can't even picture him anymore. Someone handsome, but what is handsome, without a picture? Just a word. This man would need her. She might need him, even if he did treat her like an engineering problem. The train slows at Waterloo and both prepare to go their separate ways.
But she does not fancy the kind of man she thought she did.
Car 2 map