. The real Latin quarter . ncluding your favorite model, and madamefrom whom you buy your wine, always con-cluding with : That is what I heard, mon-sieur,—I think it is quite true, because thelittle Marie, who is the femme de menageof Monsieur Valentin, got it from CelesteDauphine yesterday in the cafe in the ruedu Cherche Midi. In the morning, this demure maid-of-all-work will be in her calico dress with hersleeves rolled up over her strong whitearms, but in the evening you may see herin a chic little dress, at the Bal Bullier,or dining at the Pantheon, with the fellowwhose studio is opposite
. The real Latin quarter . ncluding your favorite model, and madamefrom whom you buy your wine, always con-cluding with : That is what I heard, mon-sieur,—I think it is quite true, because thelittle Marie, who is the femme de menageof Monsieur Valentin, got it from CelesteDauphine yesterday in the cafe in the ruedu Cherche Midi. In the morning, this demure maid-of-all-work will be in her calico dress with hersleeves rolled up over her strong whitearms, but in the evening you may see herin a chic little dress, at the Bal Bullier,or dining at the Pantheon, with the fellowwhose studio is opposite yours. Alice Lemaitre, however, was a far differ-ent type of femme de menage than any ofthe gossiping daughters of old Pere Valois,and her lot was harder, for one night sheleft her home in one of the provincial towns,when barely sixteen, and found herself inParis with three francs to her name andnot a friend in this big pleasure-loving cityto turn to. After many days of privation,she became bonne to a woman known as 108. Yvette de Marcie, a lady with a bad tem-per and many jewels, to whom little Alice,with her rosy cheeks and bright eyes andwilling disposition to work in order to live,became a person upon whom this fashion-able virago of a demi-mondaine ventedthe worst that was in her—and there wasmuch of this—until Alice went out into theworld again. She next found employmentat a bakers, where she was obliged toget up at four in the morning, winterand summer, and deliver the long loavesof bread at the different houses; but thework was too hard and she left. Thebaker paid her a trifle a week for her labor,while the attractive Yvette de Marcieturned her into the street without herwages. It was while delivering bread onemorning to an atelier in the rue des Dames,that she chanced to meet a young painterwho was looking for a good femme demenage to relieve his artistic mind fromthe worries of housekeeping. Little Alicefairly cried when the good painter toldher she might come
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