Selma Reeves

Selma doesn’t glide — she moves with quiet efficiency. You don’t hear her enter a room until she speaks, and when she does, it’s with a level voice and steady eyes. Her body language is closed but composed — hands always near the apron, never fidgeting. There is no perfume, but her presence always carries a clean, powder-fresh scent, perhaps from arranging her mistress’s toiletries or brushing down the gowns.