Miss May Nelson sat thoughtfully sipping a cup of tea as she skimmed through the latest edition of the medical magazine on the table. An open envelope lay next to the teapot. Every now and again she glanced at it, giving a slight frown.
There was a knock at the door, which was followed by the arrival of May's closest friend, Mrs Marshall.
"Any joy?" demanded Mrs Marshall spying the medical magazine and the envelope.
"Come in Louise," cried Miss Nelson, "As to your enquiry though, I'm afraid there were no responses."
"You did put the advert in like I said?" asked Mrs Marshall.
"Yes. Word for word, here it is. Read it if you don't believe me!"
Mrs Marshall took the proffered magazine and read "'Respectable teacher, likes fresh air, exercise and adventures, seeks handsome doctor for friendship and maybe more.' Well, it seems fine to me. That’s how I got my doctor. Although that was 20 years ago, and things have changed since them, but I would have thought you had got a couple of replies at least." and Mrs Marshall's eyes slid to the envelope on the table.
Miss Nelson reached out and picked up the envelope, "I did get this," she said slowly, "but it wasn't exactly the answer I was looking for." She handed the envelope to her friend who took it eagerly and once more read aloud, "'If the teacher who placed the advert is determined upon a doctor, please could you send your most recent teaching references and apply for the post of Junior Mistress, The Chalet School, Gornetz Platz, Switzerland. Full customer satisfaction guaranteed.' Well I never," exclaimed Mrs Marshall.
"What are you going to do?"
"I thought maybe wait a week, and if there were no other offers, then write and ask what on earth they mean."
"Why wait? It will take long enough for a letter to reach Switzerland, and then they will have to reply," said the ever-practical Mrs Marshall. "Lets get that letter written at once."
So the two friends settled down to compose the letter.