Original Short Stories — Volume 12 by Guy de Maupassant
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immediately. I asked for her certificates; she gave me one in English,
for she came, as she said, from Lady Rymwell's, where she had been for ten years. "The certificate showed that the young girl had left of her own free will, in order to return to France, and the only thing which they had had to find fault in her during her long period of service was a little French coquettishness. "This prudish English phrase even made me smile, and I immediately engaged this maid. "She came to me the same day. Her name was Rose. "At the end of a month I would have been helpless without her. She was a treasure, a pearl, a phenomenon. "She could dress my hair with infinite taste; she could trim a hat better than most milliners, and she could even make my dresses. "I was astonished at her accomplishments. I had never before been waited on in such a manner. "She dressed me rapidly and with a surprisingly light touch. I never felt her fingers on my skin, and nothing is so disagreeable to me as contact with a servant's hand. I soon became excessively lazy; it was so pleasant to be dressed from head to foot, and from lingerie to gloves, by this tall, timid girl, always blushing a little, and never saying a word. After my bath she would rub and massage me while I dozed a little on my couch; I almost considered her more of a friend than a servant. |
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