Portion 2A Norman woman, Amante by name, was sent to Les Rochers by the
Paris milliner, to become my maid. She was tall and handsome,
though upwards of forty, and somewhat gaunt. But, on first seeing
her, I liked her; she was neither rude nor familiar in her manners,
and had a pleasant look of straightforwardness about her that I had
missed in all the inhabitants of the château, and had foolishly set
down in my own mind as a national want. Amante was directed by M.
de la Tourelle to sit in my boudoir, and to be always within call.
He also gave her many instructions as to her duties in matters
which, perhaps, strictly belonged to my department of management.
But I was young and inexperienced, and thankful to be spared any
responsibility.
I daresay it was true what M. de la Toure
