Flirt with a parlour-maid

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From: Disporting with the servantry


She is shy, but you have noticed the flash of interest in her eyes when your paths cross. Leave a rose where she will find it one morning.

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Challenge information

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  • 60 - very chancy (41%)
  • 74 - chancy (51%)
  • 89 - modest (61%)
  • 103 - very modest (71%)
  • 118 - low-risk (81%)
  • 132 - straightforward (91%)
  • 145 - straightforward (100%)

Success

A fine smile

Among the parlour-maid's duties is the daily blackleading of the fireplaces. A backbreaking task that can only be improved by a small token of affection. […] the dimples on the parlour maid's cheeks are inches deep. Her smile is infectious.

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Alternative Success

A well-judged gesture

[…]indeed, your rose - stolen from the gardens the evening before and left by a coal-scuttle - has disappeared, and the dimples on the parlour maid's cheeks are inches deep. It is rare that one so lowly is noticed at all by the notables of the court.

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Failure

A thorny problem

Oh dear. You thought that leaving a rose by the coal-scuttle would help brighten the parlour-maid's day. […] she is blinking back tears […] the young lady gashed her hand quite painfully that morning on the thorns of a thoughtlessly discarded flower.

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