. Oh my God!" Trevor burst through the office door without knocking, as he usually did, bouncing from one foot to the other so rapidly he seemed to be...running in place. His hands fluttered about his shoulders. "Tell me it isn't true!" What isn't true?" Lynne replied calmly. She was the occupant of the office, and though she'd worked at this company only a few months, she was long since used to Trevor's drama."That you just scheduled a meeting with 'The Mountie'?" Who's The Mountie?" Only the. They both had the same basic qualifications and claimed to have the skills so now I had to base my decision on personality and my own instinct. So, I decided to give each some trial cleanings in the house and see how they performed, only then would I make my final decision.At noon time the first gal, Hendrika, a 29 year old Dutch college girl showed up. She was very statuesque at about 5’9” with short blonde hair and a rather slender but well proportioned build. She had a Dutch accident which. ..“You found it alright then....it is a bit out of the way.” I asked as we sat down, taking positions that were closer than opposite each other, but not next to each other. “Yeah, no problems there, though for a country pub it does have a very long drive from the gates by the main road. I wasn’t sure if I had the right road, thought I would end up in some farm, with a bemused farmer asking what I was doing...”, we both smile at your response.”How did you find this place anyway, it’s not like it. Gladys was forever trying to fit into Ann's cultured householdbut never able to. And she was going to London as well anyway!No. Swapping places with her would be the worst of all worlds.Then suddenly Ann's lovely blue eyes gleamed. Of course!Burt!The clodhopper would do anything she asked and would keep his mouth shut.He was so servile and obsequious he wouldn't dare to not do exactly whathe was told. He had no willpower of his own and his feeble uneducatedbrain would be incapable of doing.