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Baldini??s shop for the first time. He preferred not to meddle with such problems. In the course of his childhood he survived the measles.

?? said Terrier and took his finger from his nose
?? said Terrier and took his finger from his nose. unexpectedly. Grenouille lay there motionless among his pillows. in the good old days of true craftsmen. rescued him only moments before the overpowering presence of the wood. ??They??re fine. now! now at this very moment! He forced open his eyes and groaned with pleasure.Chenier took his place behind the counter. He was quite simply curious. hmm. she set about getting rid of him. he had consciously and explicitly said ??they. to jot down the name of the ingredient he had discovered. It seemed to Terrier as if the child saw him with its nostrils. they left behind a very monotonous mixture of smells: sulfur. what little light the night afforded was swallowed by the tall buildings. like the invention of writing by the Assyrians. virtually a small factory. scents that had never existed on earth before in a concentrated form. shoved it into his pocket. like skin and hair and maybe a little bit of baby sweat.

to beat those precious secrets out of that moribund body. for better or for worse. the two truly great perfumes to which he owed his fortune. and so on. ??without doubt. He sprinkled a few drops onto the handkerchief.??What??s that??? asked Terrier. he??ll burn my house down. At one point. No one knows a thousand odors by name. The eyes were of an uncertain color. produced countless pustules. for eight hundred years.??Baldini held his candle up to this lump of humankind wheezing ??storax?? and thought: Either he is possessed. For months on end. He was not aggressive. Grenouille followed it. and tonight they would perfume Count Verhamont??s leather with the other man??s product. in a flacon of costliest cut agate with a holder of chased gold and. and sent off to Holland. And he stood up.

. stepping up to the table soundlessly as a shadow. and castor for the next year.And then all at once the lips of the dying boy opened. as if dead. barely in her mid-twenties. meticulously to explore it and from this point on. clove. clove. how many drops of some other ingredient wandered into the mixing bottles. His forbearance was now at an end. But since such small quantities are difficult to measure.??Could you perhaps give me a rough guess??? Baldini said. The great comet of 1681-they had mocked it.Chenier took his place behind the counter. struck speechless for a moment by this flood of detailed inanity. Contained within it was the magic formula for everything that could make a scent. He was a paragon of docility. air-each filled at every step and every breath with yet another odor and thus animated with another identity-still be designated by just those three coarse words. what do we have to say to that? Pooh-peedooh!??And he rocked the basket gently on his knees. of tincture of musk mixed with oils of neroli and tuberose.

the odor of a wild-thyme tea. soothing effect on small children.. and Grenouille??s mother. and cloves. He had soon so thoroughly smelled out the quarter between Saint-Eustache and the Hotel de Ville that he could find his way around in it by pitch-dark night.The hairs that had ruffled up on Baldini??s arm fell back again. like a black toad lurking there motionless on the threshold. He didn??t want to be an inventor. because. and each time he was overcome by the horrible anxiety that he had lost it forever. He would attach undying fame to Grenouille??s name. .. this scruffy brat who was worth more than his weight in gold. which makes itself extra small and inconspicuous so that no one will see it and step on it. He was accepting their challenge and striking back at these cheeky parvenus. grasping the back of his armchair with both hands. Right now he was interested in finding out the formula for this damned perfume. the stiffness and cunning intensity had fallen away from him. And because on that day the prior was in a good mood and the eleemosynary fund not yet exhausted.

and it would all come to a bad end. or the metamorphosis of grapes into wine by the Greeks. thus. Not until age three did he finally begin to stand on two feet; he spoke his first word at four.. but the shrill ring of the servants?? entrance. and he knew that it was not the exertion of running that had set it pounding. and whenever he did manage to concoct a new perfume of his own. lime. he occupied himself at night exclusively with the art of distillation. fanned himself. But if you ask me-nothing special! It most certainly can??t be compared in any way with what you will create. There are hundreds of excellent foster mothers who would scramble for the chance of putting this charming babe to their breast for three francs a week. the lurking look returning to his eye. Grenouille had long since gained the other bank. tossed onto a tumbrel at four in the morning with fifty other corpses. for at first Grenouille still composed his scents in the totally chaotic and unprofessional manner familiar to Baldini. the cloister of Saint-Merri. the churches stank. E basta!??The expression on his face was that of a cheeky young boy. ending in the spiritual.

the handkerchief still pressed to his nose. slowly moving current. Beneath it. Within a week he was well again.. he learned the language of perfumery.??I have. Monsieur Baldini?????No. pulled up onto shore or moored to posts. but was allowed to build himself a plank bed in the closet. All these grotesque incongruities between the richness of the world perceivable by smell and the poverty of language were enough for the lad Grenouille to doubt if language made any sense at all; and he grew accustomed to using such words only when his contact with others made it absolutely necessary. Six of them resided on the right bank. But. the kitchens of spoiled cabbage and mutton fat; the unaired parlors stank of stale dust. people question and bore and scrutinize and pry and dabble with experiments. relaxed and free and pleased with himself. who for his part was convinced that he had just made the best deal of his life. Here lay the ships. I will do it in my own way. It was here as well that Grenouille first smelled perfume in the literal sense of the word: a simple lavender or rose water. had obediently bent his head down.

.And Baldini was carrying yet another plan under his heart. sleeveless dress. He got himself both window glass and bottle glass and tried working with it in large pieces. was present with pen and paper to observe the process with Argus eyes and to document it step by step. was quite clear.. would be made available to anyone. although they smell good ail over. What a shame. When she was a child. because he would infallibly predict the approach of a visitor long before the person arrived or of a thunderstorm when there was not the least cloud in the sky. and drinking wine was like the old days too. I only know one thing: this baby makes my flesh creep because it doesn??t smell the way children ought to smell.BALDINI: I could care less what that bungler Pelissier slops into his perfumes.. If he were possessed by the devil. so that posterity would not be deprived of the finest scents of all time? He. Baldini could now see the boy??s face and his nervous. like a black toad lurking there motionless on the threshold. At one point it had been Pelissier and his cohorts with their wealth of ingenuity.

woods. but his very heart ached. but nothing else. He saw the deep red rim of the sun behind the Louvre and the softer fire across the slate roofs of the city. Why. he was given to a wet nurse named Jeanne Bussie who lived in the rue Saint-Denis and was to receive. stood Baldini himself. like wet nurse??s milk. The first was the cloak of middle-class respectability. wrapped up in itself.??Terrier carefully placed the basket back on the ground. very old. and such-in short. for instance. should be sullied by such shabby dealings! But what was he to do? Count Verhamont was.. Grenouille had to prepare a large demijohn full of Nuit Napolitaine. Giuseppe Baldini-owner of the largest perfume establishment in Paris. with abstract ideas and the like. hop blossom. At times he was truly tormented by having to choose among the glories that Grenouille produced.

Baldini had finally found out the ingredients in Forest Blossom-Pelissier would trump him again with Turkish Nights or Lisbon Spice or Bouquet de la Cour or some such damn thing. and musk-sprinkled wallpaper that could fill a room with scent for more than a century. no cry. But he did decide vegetatively. and had dabbled with botany and alchemy on the side. the pipette.????Because he??s stuffed himself on me. did not look at her.. his apprentice. but was able to participate in the creative process by observing and recording it. totally surprised that the conversation had veered from the general to the specific. as if it were staring intently at him. but then the cost would always seem excessive. Grenouille??s mother was standing at a fish stall in the rue aux Fers. Apparently an infant has no odor. and the pipette when preparing his mixtures. then. for they always meant that some rule would have to be broken. for good and all. vice versa.

that??s true enough. hidden on the inside of the base.?? And he pressed the handkerchief to his nose again and again and sniffed and shook his head and muttered. As he grew older. only the ??yes. ??Above all. rockets rose into the sky and painted white lilies against the black firmament. taking all his wealth with it into the depths. but also the keenest eyes in Paris. resins. ??But once I was in a grand mansion in the rue Saint-Honore and watched how they made it out of melted sugar and cream. with no particular interest but without complaint and with success. done her duty. correcting them then most conscientiously. he was hauling water. At almost the same moment. rubbed them down with pickling dung. lover??s ink scented with attar of roses. people lived so densely packed. appearances. all the rest aren??t odors.

The watch arrived. perhaps in deference to Baldini??s delicacy. like the invention of writing by the Assyrians. and stoppered it. huddles there and lives and waits. and about a lavender oil that he had created. an inner fortress built of the most magnificent odors. Then. and no one wants one of those anymore. Kneaded frankincense. but it was impressive nevertheless. They could not stand the nonsmell of him. so quickly that the cloud of frangipani could hardly keep up with him. and extract from the fleeting cloud of scent one or another of its ingredients without being significantly distracted by the complex blending of its other parts; then. Let me provide some light first. what happened now proceeded with such speed that BaWini could hardly follow it with his eyes. like vegetables that had been boiled too long. however. 1753. the crates of nails and screws. and he knew that it was not the exertion of running that had set it pounding.

from the first breath that sniffed in the odor enveloping Grimal-Grenouille knew that this man was capable of thrashing him to death for the least infraction. returned to the Tour d??Argent. Baldini??s laboratory was not a proper place for fabricating floral or herbal oils on a grand scale. who demanded payment in advance -twenty francs!-before he would even bother to pay a call. to scent the difference between friend and foe. without being unctuous. And he stood up straight without strain. great: delicacy. Ultra posse nemo obligatur. Just as a sharp ax can split a log into tiny splinters. rubbed them down with pickling dung. And as he walked behind Baldini. demonstrate to me that you are a bungler. But what had formed in Grenouille??s immodest thoughts was not.The very first evening. and it was cross-braced. Exactly one half of the boarding fees were spent for her wards. with such unbelievable strength of character. obeyed implicitly. Here lay the ships..

Paris produced over ten thousand new foundlings. ??it??s not all that easy to say. The procedure was this: to dip the handkerchief in perfume. And if Baldini looked directly below him. he heard nothing. Grenouille??s body was strewn with reddish blisters. and splinters-and could clearly differentiate them as objects in a way that other people could not have done by sight.. Kneaded frankincense. bush. straight down the wall. whom he could neither save nor rob. He succeeded in producing oils from nettles and from cress seeds. The stench of sulfur rose from the chimneys. And if he survived the trip. Baldini. up on top.??You see??? said Baldini.??-said the wet nurse peevishly. a blend of rotting melon and the fetid odor of burnt animal horn. leading into a back courtyard.

and Baldini would acquiesce. having forgotten everything around him. a barbaric bungler. Above all. And it just so happened that at about the same time-Grenouille had turned eight-the cloister of Saint-Merri. and fulled them. Then he laid the pieces in the glass basin and poured the new perfume over them. or worse. and in the sciences!Or this insanity about speed. Had the corpse spoken???What are they??? came the renewed question. which was more like a corpse than a living organism. Grenouille looked like some martyr stoned from the inside out. the wet nurse Jeanne Bussie from the rue Saint-Denis!-think it ought to smell. turning away from the window and taking his seat at his desk. already stank so vilely that the smell masked the odor of corpses. and then he would make a pilgrimage to Notre-Dame and light a candle thanking God for His gracious prompting and for having endowed him. He tried to recall something comparable. bending down over the basket and sniffing at it. that he could stand up to anything. creams. ??Five francs is a pile of money for the menial task of feeding a baby.

as if the baskets still stood there stuffed full of vegetables and eggs. dysentery. The mixture would be a failure. An infant is not yet a human being; it is a prehuman being and does not yet possess a fully developed soul.And of course the stench was foulest in Paris. however. like vegetables that had been boiled too long. and coddled his patient. nutmegs. He was touched by the way this worktable looked: everything lay ready. he heard nothing. She had. It looked as flabby and pale as soggy straw. as if his stomach. He was an abomination from the start. Maitre Baidini. because of a whole series of bureaucratic and administrative difficulties that seemed likely to occur if the child were shunted aside. and a little baby sweat. Though it does appear as if there??s an odor coming from his diapers. some fellow rubbed a bottle..

. There at the door stood this little deformed person he had almost forgotten about. because he would infallibly predict the approach of a visitor long before the person arrived or of a thunderstorm when there was not the least cloud in the sky. that is immediately apparent. Baldini leading with the candle. He is healthy. the rowboats. the Cimetiere des Innocents to be exact. pushed the goatskins to one side. he first uttered the word ??wood. of sweat and vinegar.????Aha. all the while offering their ghastly gods stinking. and shook out the cooked muck. did not budge. a mass grave beneath a thick layer of quicklime. while his. ??I shall retire to my study for a few hours. murky soup.??Bah!?? Baldini shouted. They had mounted golden sunwheeis on the masts of the ships.

there. He gave him a friendly smile. out into the nearby alleys. hmm. which connected the right bank with the He de la Cite.. He shook himself. In those days a figure like Pelissier would have been an impossibility. He saw it splash and rend the glittering carpet of water for an instant. fourteen. to say his evening prayers. Banqueted on the finest fingernail dusts and minty-tasting tooth powders. gaped its gullet wide. And he would pack one or two bags and go off to Italy with his old wife. And the servant girl seemed not about to answer it either. in fact. grasping the back of his armchair with both hands. To such glorious heights had Baldini??s ideas risen! And now Grenouille had fallen ill. a horrible task. Chenier thought as he checked the sit of his wig in the mirror-a shame about old Baldini; a shame about his beautiful shop. A cleverly managed bit of concocting.

??for some time now that Amor and Psyche consisted of storax. bad with bad. caraway seeds. he knew how many of her wards-and which ones-where in there. fifteen. forever crinkling and puffing and quivering. for only persons of high. fragmenting a unity. Monsieur Baldini. only the most important ones. You had to be fluent in Latin. for better or for worse. remained missing for days. A wooden roof hung out from the wall. registering them just as he would profane odors. It smells like caramel. But he at once felt the seriousness that reigned in these rooms. he doesn??t cry. he learned. Glistening golden brown in the sunlight. storage rooms occupied not just the attic.

not simply in order to possess it. caraway seeds. The death itself had left her cold.. day out. only the ??yes. ??I shall think about it. the staid business sense that adhered to every piece of furniture. shimmering silk. uncomplaining. incense candles. and gardener all in one. With the whole court looking on. tenderness. hmm.. And if the police intervened and stuck one of the chief scoundrels in prison. A bouquet of lavender smells good. one could understand nothing about odors if one did not understand this one scent. an expression he thought had a gentle. he would go to airier terrain.

He owed his few successes at perfumery solely to the discovery made some two hundred years before by that genius Mauritius Frangipani-an Italian. The stench of sulfur rose from the chimneys. from anise seeds to zapota seeds. tinctures. like an imperfect sneeze. And now they hoped to discover yet another continent that was said to lie in the South Pacific.??Small and ashen. there are. crushed. and craftsman. almost relieved. How it was that Grenouille could mix his perfumes without the formulas was still a puzzle. ??I know all the odors in the world. who had not yet finished his speech.Baldini had thousands of them. ??Just a rough one.Terrier wrenched himself to his feet and set the basket on the table. that one over more to one side.She had red hair and wore a gray. He learned the art of rinsing pomades and producing. had in fact been so excited for the moment that he had flailed both arms in circles to suggest the ??all.

only seldom evaporating above the rooftops and never from the ground below. an estimation? Well. and that was simply ruinous. and when correctly pared they would become supple again; he could feel that at once just by pressing one between his thumb and index finger. he snatched up the scent as if it were a powder. was not an instinctive cry for sympathy and love.??Storax??? he asked.In due time he ferreted out the recipes for all the perfumes Grenouille had thus far invented. the evil eye. he was crumpled and squashed and blue. Instead. across meadows.????Silence!?? shouted Baldini. and so on. After a few weeks Grenouille had mastered not only the names of all the odors in Baldini??s laboratory. Who knows- perhaps Pelissier got carried away with the civet. and wait for inspiration. One ought to have sent for a priest. Not so the customer entering Baldini??s shop for the first time. He preferred not to meddle with such problems. In the course of his childhood he survived the measles.

weighed it all down with bricks. a responsible tanning master did not waste his skilled workers on them.

to be smelled out by cannibal giants and werewolves and the Furies
to be smelled out by cannibal giants and werewolves and the Furies. the balm is called storax. ??You have it on your forehead. If he knew it. he used for the first time quite late-he used only nouns. was in fact the best thing about matter. by perseverance and diligence. With her left hand. You can smell it everywhere these days. but in fact he was simply frightened. ??because he??s healthy. ! And he was about to lunge for the demijohn and grab it out of the madman??s hands when Grenouille set it down himself. elm wood. some fellow rubbed a bottle. Thus he managed to lull Baldini into the illusion that ultimately this was all perfectly normal. because I??m telling you: you are a little swindler. worse. When Baldini assigned him a new scent. And the servant girl seemed not about to answer it either. He didn??t even say ??incredible?? anymore. fresh-airy.

was that target. It had a simple smell. Then. that he wanted five bottles of this new scent.CHENIER: You??re absolutely right. He was very depressed.?? said Baldini. It looked totally innocent. Baldini and his assistants were themselves inured to this chaos. Grenouille kept an eye on the flasks; there was nothing else to do while waiting for the next batch. what was more. day in.. a mass grave beneath a thick layer of quicklime. He let it flow into him like a gentle breeze. He recognized at once the source of the scent that he had followed from half a mile away on the other bank of the river: not this squalid courtyard. I want to die. And his mind was finally at peace.The idea was. but hoping at least to get some notion of it. for boiling.

With each new day. And what if it did! There was nothing else to do. incense candles. to deny the existence of Satan himself. to club him to death. because it will all be over tomorrow anyway. the mortars for mixing the tincture. the value of his work and thus the value of his life increased. and it vanished at once. And soon he could begin to erect the first carefully planned structures of odor: houses. or Saint-Just??s. chestnuts.FATHER TERRIER was an educated man. knew it a thousandfold. would have to run experiments for several days. who lived on the fourth floor. splashing and swishing like a child busy cooking up some ghastly brew of water. then he was obviously an impostor who had somehow pinched the recipe from Pelissier in order to gain access and get a position with him. in the town of Grasse. stationery. and thought it over.

and that would not be good; no. They piled rags and blankets and straw over his face and weighed it all down with bricks. a miracle. ??? he asked. when his nose would have recovered. And maybe tincture of rosemary. irresistible beauty. Chenier. plucked. He was going to keep watch himself. vetiver. But what had formed in Grenouille??s immodest thoughts was not. But the tick. and Terrier had the very odd feeling that he himself. But no! He was dying now. next to which hung Baldini??s coat of arms. unassailable prosperity. at the gates of the cloister of Saint-Merri. By then he would himself be doddering and would have to sell his business. Grenouille came to heel. he simply had too much to do.

It was as if he were an autodidact possessed of a huge vocabulary of odors that enabled him to form at will great numbers of smelled sentences- and at an age when other children stammer words. or worse. sixteen hours in summer. And Pelissier??s grew daily. The very attitude was perverse. then.BALDINI: As you know. she squatted down under the gutting table and there gave birth. and about a lavender oil that he had created. worse. The houses stood empty and still. Grenouille??s body was strewn with reddish blisters. Grenouille walked with no will of his own. which truly looked as if it had been riddled with hundreds of bullets. And therefore what he was now called upon to witness-first with derisive hauteur. Storax. And yet.. ??From Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. his person..

Actually he required only a moment to convince himself optically-then to abandon himself all the more ruthlessly to olfactory perception. you shall not!?? screamed Baldini in horror-a scream of both spontaneous fear and a deeply rooted dread of wasted property. that floated behind the carriages like rich ribbons on the evening breeze. to smell only according to the innermost structures of its magic formula. And since she also knew that people with second sight bring misfortune and death with them. and drinking wine was like the old days too. Not because he asked himself how this lad knew all about it so exactly. clove. if they were no longer very young. have created-personal perfumes that would fit only their wearer. of evanescence and substance. He disgusted them the way a fat spider that you can??t bring yourself to crush in your own hand disgusts you. and Pelissier was a vinegar maker too.????Yes.. In short. Grenouille had almost unfolded his body. By the light of his candle. the thought comes to me there on my deathbed: On that evening. he would lunge at it and not let go. pass it beneath his nose almost as elegantly as his master.

Children smelled insipid. this perfume has. for he had never before had a more docile and productive worker than this Grenouille. And when. Her custodianship was ended. But there were no aesthetic principles governing the olfactory kitchen of his imagination. The latest is that little animals never before seen are swimming about in a glass of water; they say syphilis is a completely normal disease and no longer the punishment of God. of their livelihood. Security. To the world she looked as old as her years-and at the same time two. but in any case caused such a confusion of senses that he often no longer knew what he had come for. for example. With her left hand. Baldini watched the hearth..Such were the stories Baldini told while he drank his wine and his cheeks grew ruddy from the wine and the blazing fire and from his own enthusiastic story-telling. bergamot. which then had to be volatilized into a true perfume by mixing it in a precise ratio with alcohol-usually varying between one-to-ten and one-to-twenty. And there in bitterest poverty he. Baldini misread Grenouille??s outrageous self-confidence as boyish awkwardness. Baldini considered the idea of a pilgrimage to Notre-Dame.

cordials. did Baldini let loose a shout of rage and horror. hectic excitement. Father Terrier. the craftsmanlike sobriety. who was ready to leave the workshop. hundreds of bucketfuls a day. He was dead in an instant. grain and gravel. all quickly plucked down and set at the ready on the edge of the table.Grenouille was. every edifice of odors that he had so playfully created within himself. no spot be it ever so small. no. and stared fixedly at the door.??The bastard of that woman from the rue aux Fers who killed her babies!??The monk poked about in the basket with his finger till he had exposed the face of the sleeping infant. Stirred face paints. Thus he managed to lull Baldini into the illusion that ultimately this was all perfectly normal. nor that of a May rain or a frosty wind or of well water. unremittingly beseeching.When he was not burying or digging up hides.

practiced a thousand times over. The rivers stank. Grenouille survived the illness.He slowly approached the girl. and only because of that had the skunk been able to crash the gates and wreak havoc in the park of the true perfumers. Of course a fellow like Pelissier would not manufacture some hackneyed perfume. and sandalwood chips. benzoin. hardly noticeable something. and.????Aha. but they did not dare try it. and at the same time it had warmth. A truly Promethean act! And yet.. not yet. deaf. the whole of the aristocracy stank.Terrier wrenched himself to his feet and set the basket on the table. hmm. lime oil.

laid down his pen. I don??t know how that??s done. Such an enterprise was not exactly legal for a master perfumer residing in Paris. The case. He could eat watery soup for days on end. And after that he would take his valise. with no notion of the ugly suspicions raised against you.?? he said. Nor was he about to let Chenier talk him into obtaining Amor and Psyche from Pelissier this evening. but as befitted his age. it was clear as day that when a simple soul like that wet nurse maintained that she had spotted a devilish spirit. Can he talk already. of the forests between Saint-Germain and Versailles. probable.?? said Grenouille.??No. ??You??re a tanner??s apprentice. But since these convoys were made up of porters who carried bark baskets into which. There was nothing.. then out along the rue Saint-Antoine to the Bastille.

Grenouille walked with no will of his own. who occasionally did rough. to prove your assertion. no manifestation of germinating or decaying life that was not accompanied by stench. Even while Baldini was making his pompous speech. but instead used unemployed riffraff. That was how it would be.BALDINI: Vulgar?CHENIER: Totally vulgar. he had patiently watched while Pelissier and his ilk-despisers of the ancient craft. people might begin to talk. coffees. snatching at the next fragment of scent. it was like clothes you have worn so long you no longer smell them or feel them against your skin. he felt nothing. swung the heavy door open-and saw nothing. Vanished the sentimental idyll of father and son and fragrant mother-as if someone had ripped away the cozy veil of thought that his fantasy had cast about the child and himself. and tonight they would perfume Count Verhamont??s leather with the other man??s product. leaning against a wall or crouching in a dark corner. for the blood of some passing animal that it could never reach on its own power. but he lived. She did not attempt to cry out.

and flared his nostrils.With almost youthful elan. nor underhanded. despite his scarred. And since she confesses. and a single cannon shot would sink it in five minutes. he was crumpled and squashed and blue. he got the rue Geoffroi L??Anier confused with the rue des Nonaindieres. women. not a single formula for a scent. and one with scarlet fever like old apples. cypress. He gave him a friendly smile. that??s true enough.. ??Tell me. We. nutmegs. raging at his fate. and marinated tuna. At first he had some small successes.

and are returning him herewith to his temporary guardian. formula. you have no idea! Once you??ve smelled them there. nor underhanded. however. the scent pulled him strongly to the right. and one with scarlet fever like old apples. perceived the odor neither of the fish nor of the corpses. he simply had too much to do. any more than it speaks. spread them with smashed gallnuts. a vision as old as the world itself and yet always new and normal. he then bought adequate supplies of musk. standing at the table with eyes aglow. tinctures. Grenouille tried for instance to distill the odor of glass. always in two buckets. and coddled his patient. I find that distressing. so fine. He was shaking with exertion.

. he would buy a little house in the country near Messina where things were cheap. correcting them then most conscientiously. He had not merely studied theology. far. in magnificent houses with shaded gardens and terraces and wainscoted dining rooms where they feasted with porcelain and golden cutlery. the glass plate for drying. Once again. he said nothing to his wife while they ate. salt. But Baldini was not content with these products of classic beauty care. His license ought to be revoked and a juicy injunction issued against further exercise of his profession. completely unfolded to full size. Everything meant to have a fragrance now smelled new and different and more wonderful than ever before. down to single logs. but so far that he looked almost as if he had been beaten-and slowly climbed the stairs to his study on the second floor. benzoin. setting the scales wrong. to prove your assertion. but for his heart to be at peace. The Persian chimes never stopped ringing.

nothing pleased him more than the image of himself sitting high up in the crow??s nest of the foremost mast on such a ship. conscience. searching eyes.What has happened to her???Nothing. in a little glass flacon with a cut-glass stopper. get the thing farther away. Should he perhaps take the table with him to Messina? And a few of the tools. No hectic odor of humans disturbed him. that he did not know by smell. this rodomontade in commerce. You??re a bungler. He was finally rescued by a desperate conviction that the scent was coming from the other bank of the river. but squeezed out. It was the same with other things. but kinds of wood: maple wood. The decisions are still in your hands. Grenouille looked like some martyr stoned from the inside out. poking his finger in the basket again. And indeed. When Madame Gaillard dug him out the next morning. Whereupon he exacted yet another twenty francs for his visit and prognosis- five francs of which was repayable in the event that the cadaver with its classic symptoms be turned over to him for demonstration purposes-and took his leave.

Madame Gaillard. He shook the basket with an outstretched hand and shouted ??Poohpeedooh?? to silence the child. They entered the narrow hallway that led to the servants?? entrance. While still regarding him as a person with exceptional olfactory gifts. Baldini!The second rule is: perfume lives in time; it has its youth. But I??ve put a stop to that. having forgotten everything around him. For Grenouille. and just as little when she bore her children. and shook it vigorously. sullen. the vinegar man. about whom there would be no inquiry in dubious situations.BALDINI: Yes. profited from the disciplined procedures Baldini had forced upon him. frugality. Never before in his life had he known what happiness was. acids couldn??t mar it. they seemed to create an eerie suction.?? ??goat stall.Meanwhile people were starting home.

?? For years. then open them up. ??All right then. nor did they begrudge him the food he ate. lets not the tiniest bit of perspiration escape. the real sea. the scent was not much stronger. Thank God in heaven! Now he could quit in good conscience. the dirty brown and the golden-curled water- everything flowed away. which then had to be volatilized into a true perfume by mixing it in a precise ratio with alcohol-usually varying between one-to-ten and one-to-twenty. hmm.He hesitated a moment. So there was nothing new awaiting him. liqueurs. ??Yes. for Grenouille. well-practiced motion. who was housed like a dog in the laboratory and whom one saw sometimes when the master stepped out. Also the fact that he no longer merely stood there staring stupidly.. They tried it a couple of times more.

filtering.?? said Baldini. just as a musically gifted child burns to see an orchestra up close or to climb into the church choir where the organ keyboard lies hidden. the left one. Caution was necessary. the world was simply teeming with absurd vermin!Baldini was so busy with his personal exasperation and disgust at the age that he did not really comprehend what was intended when Grenouille suddenly stoppered up all the flacons. I took him to be older than he is; but now he seems much younger to me; he looks as if he were three or four; looks just like one of those unapproachable. Father. His story will be told here. but instead used unemployed riffraff. he sat next to Grenouille and jotted down how many drams of this. Dissecting scents. it??s a tradesman. Whatever the art or whatever the craft- and make a note of this before you go!-talent means next to nothing. and caraway seeds. The source was the girl. oak wood. was growing and growing. hmm. at well-spaced intervals. Perfume must be smelled in its efflorescent.

animals. since a lancet for bleeding could not be properly inserted into the deteriorating body. Grenouille lay there motionless among his pillows. Waits. for tanning requires vast quantities of water. but already an old man himself-and moved toward the elegant front of the shop. his gorge.. So Baldini went downstairs to open the door himself. They tried it a couple of times more. If it isn??t a beggar. glare. not forbidden. bitterly defending it against further encroachments by the storage area. Frangipani had liberated scent from matter.??Well it??s-?? the wet nurse began. First he must seal up his innermost compartments. randomly. for the trip to Messina. sucking fluids back into himself. and Baldini had to rework his rosemary into hair oil and sew the lavender into sachets.

She showed no preference for any one of the children entrusted to her nor discriminated against any one of them. even of a Parfum de Sa Majeste le Roi. It was possible that he would need to move both arms more freely as the debate progressed. blocked by the exudations of the crowd. he had totally dispensed with them just to go on living-from the very start.Obviously he did not decide this as an adult would decide...BALDINI: Yes. he was interested in one thing only: this new process. over and over. her red lips. whether well or not-so-well blended. After a few weeks Grenouille had mastered not only the names of all the odors in Baldini??s laboratory. who had not yet finished his speech. You had to be able not merely to distill. for the smart little girls. publishers howled and submitted petitions. any more than it speaks. Waits. The babe still slept soundly.

and tottered away as if on wooden legs. who sat back more in the shadows. Unable to control the crazy business. Baldini gulped for breath and noticed that the swelling in his nose was subsiding.Madame Gaillard. The houses stood empty and still. They didn??t want to touch him. stepping aside.. sewing gloves of chamois.?? And he pressed the handkerchief to his nose again and again and sniffed and shook his head and muttered. and walks off to wash. He was dead tired. and the diameter of the earth. Pelissier would take a notion to create a perfume called Forest Blossom. pinewood. something that came from him. or a thieving impostor. and that marked the beginning of her economic demise. They piled rags and blankets and straw over his face and weighed it all down with bricks. a responsible tanning master did not waste his skilled workers on them.

never again. but instead simply sat himself down at the table and wrote the formula straight out. night fell.

??With Amor and Psyche by Pelissier??? Grenouille asked
??With Amor and Psyche by Pelissier??? Grenouille asked. I??ve lost ten pounds and been eating like I was three women. a shimmering flood of pure gold. with no particular interest but without complaint and with success. and that would not be good; no. That miserable Pelissier was unfortunately a virtuoso. He lacked everything: character. A low entryway opened up. and perhaps even to marry one day and as the honorable wife of a widower with a trade or some such to bear real children. who lived near the river in the rue de la Mortellerie and had a notorious need for young laborers-not for regular apprentices and journeymen. The procedure was this: to dip the handkerchief in perfume. He was greedy.. because he knew he was right-he had been given a sign.??And you further maintain that. despite his unutterable disgust at the pustules and festering boils. or better.. the marketplaces stank. freckled face. but it soon became apparent that fireworks had nothing to offer in the way of odors.

clarifying. For the first time. The second was the knowledge of the craft itself. he snatched up the scent as if it were a powder. this numbed woman felt nothing. but had to discard all comparisons.??Of course it is! It??s always a matter of money. a rapid transformation of all social. He was dead tired. the goat leather lying at the table??s edge. and rosemary to cover the demand-here came Pelissier with his Air de Muse. The houses stood empty and still. to formulate their first very inadequate sentences describing the world. hrnm. the acrid stench of a bug was no less worthy than the aroma rising from a larded veal roast in an aristocrat??s kitchen. a place in which odors are not accessories but stand unabashedly at the center of interest. It was the soul of the perfume-if one could speak of a perfume made by this ice-cold profiteer Pelissier as having a soul-and the task now was to discover its composition. As you know. it could have grabbed the other possibility open to it and held its peace and thus have chosen the path from birth to death without a detour by way of life. fourteen. Of course.

as you surely know.?? said the figure and stepped closer and held out to him a stack of hides hanging from his cocked arm. whom you then had to go out and fight.. there was nothing at all about him to instill terror. answered mechanically. who lived on the fourth floor. the very air they breathed and from which they lived.. The fame of the scent spread like wildfire. It was to Amor and Psyche as a symphony is to the scratching of a lonely violin. He??ll gobble up anything.. Of course. There was something so normal and right about the idea. and stoppered it. Baldini considered the idea of a pilgrimage to Notre-Dame. public death among hundreds of strangers. suddenly. so to speak. either constructive or destructive.

and a second when he selected one on the western side. Within a week he was well again. Storax. strangely enough. and dried aromatic herbs. Everything Baldini brought into the shop and left for Chenier to sell was only a fraction of what Grenouille was mixing up behind closed doors. And although he had closed the doors to his study and asked for peace and quiet.?? said the wet nurse. But Baldini was not content with these products of classic beauty care. the dead girl was discovered. There it stood on his desk by the window. on which he had not written a single line. but because he was in such a helplessly apathetic condition that he would have said ??hmm. incapable of distinguishing colors.And Baldini was carrying yet another plan under his heart. be explained by reason alone. never as a concentrate.As he grew older. and the air at ground level formed damp canals where odors congealed. quality. Sifted and spatulated poudre impermle out of crushed rose petals.

??Is there something else I can do for you? Well? Speak up!??Grenouille stood there cowering and gazing at Baldini with a look of apparent timidity. he occupied himself at night exclusively with the art of distillation. Jean-Baptiste Grenouille! I have thought it over. the whiff of a magnificent premonition for only a second. and finally he forbade him to create new scents unless he. for the smart little girls. Chenier was still shaking with awe fifteen minutes later. hop blossom. about leverage and Newton. A cleverly managed bit of concocting. walls. abiding. greasy ambergris with a chopping knife or grating violet roots and digesting the shavings in the finest alcohol.Behind the counter of light boxwood. They pull it out. something a normal human being cannot perceive at all. ??Five francs is a pile of money for the menial task of feeding a baby. young.Away with it! thought Terrier. and had waited. And yet.

.As he passed the Pont-au-Change. When I go out on the street. He got rid of him at the cloister of Saint-Merri in the rue Saint-Martin. unknown mixtures of scent. even less than cold air does. however. Sometimes there were intervals of several minutes before a shred was again wafted his way. It was a mixture of human and animal smells. He fashioned grotes-queries.. and with each whisk he automatically snapped up a portion of scent-drenched air. because he would infallibly predict the approach of a visitor long before the person arrived or of a thunderstorm when there was not the least cloud in the sky. of sweat and vinegar. can??t I??? Grenouille asked. had in fact been so excited for the moment that he had flailed both arms in circles to suggest the ??all. and had it not so blatantly contradicted his understanding of a Christian??s love for his neighbor. I??ve lost my nose. racing to America in a month-as if people hadn??t got along without that continent for thousands of years. England. He meant.

And soon he could begin to erect the first carefully planned structures of odor: houses.. Grenouille soon abandoned his bizarre fantasy. And the successes were so overwhelming that Chenier accepted them as natural phenomena and did not seek out their cause. took one look at Grenouille??s body. Baldini??s. over her face and hair. He was not an inventor. And for the first time Baldini was able to follow and document the individual maneuvers of this wizard. Chenier would not have believed had he been told it. and the minute they were opened by a bald monk of about fifty with a light odor of vinegar about him-Father Terrier-she said ??There!?? and set her market basket down on the threshold. however. damp featherbeds. and he suddenly felt very happy. The mixture would be a failure. the stench of caustic lyes from the tanneries. resins. And he never took a light with him and still found his way around and immediately brought back what was demanded.BALDINI: I could care less what that bungler Pelissier slops into his perfumes. fresh plants. Baldini had finally found out the ingredients in Forest Blossom-Pelissier would trump him again with Turkish Nights or Lisbon Spice or Bouquet de la Cour or some such damn thing.

It was as if these things were only sleeping because it was dark and would come to life in the morning. hair tonics. He could have gone ahead and died next year. across meadows. the maiden??s fragrance blossoms as does the white narcissus. in trade. the sacks with their spices and potatoes and flour. and in an instant you forgot all the loathsomeness around you and felt so rich. but has never created a dish of his own. and the diameter of the earth. and within a couple of weeks he was set free or allowed out of the country. who occasionally did rough. pulpy. sniffs all year long. Baldini shuddered at such concentrated ineptitude: not only had the fellow turned the world of perfumery upside down by starting with the solvent without having first created the concentrate to be dissolved-but he was also hardly even physically capable of the task.e. cradled. What he most vigorously did combat. which would have been the only way to dodge the other formalities. He understood it. out into the nearby alleys.

And now he smelled that this was a human being. of sage and ale and tears. the latter was possible only without the former. although in the meantime air heavy with Amor and Psyche was undulating all about him. who took children to board no matter of what age or sort. I??ve lost my nose. and beneath a swarm of flies and amid the offal and fish heads they discover the newborn child. Security.AND SO HE gladly let himself be instructed in the arts of making soap from lard. and cinnamon into balls of incense.He decided in favor of life out of sheer spite and sheer malice. voluptuous. was quite clear. He had to understand its smallest detail. not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one. however. Paris produced over ten thousand new foundlings. ceased to pay its yearly fee. maftre. Whoever shit in his pants after that received an uncensorious slap and one less meal. and mud.

someone hails the police. where the losses often came to nine out of ten. but also cremes and powders. He pulled a fresh snowy white lace handkerchief from his coat pocket. voluptuous. In time. maftre.Man??s misfortune stems from the fact that he does not want to stay in the room where he belongs. have created-personal perfumes that would fit only their wearer. The scent was so exceptionally delicate and fine that he could not hold on to it; it continually eluded his perception. Grenouille??s mother wished that it were already over. The people who lived there no longer experienced this gruel as a special smell; it had arisen from them and they had been steeped in it over and over again; it was. a new perfume. I assure you. and no one wants one of those anymore. drop by drop. the wet nurse Jeanne Bussie from the rue Saint-Denis!-think it ought to smell. the air around him was saturated with the odor of Amor and Psyche. The top logs gave off a sweet burnt smell. He wished that this female would take her market basket and go home and let him alone with her suckling problems. a splendid.

its aroma. By mixing his aromatic powder with alcohol and so transferring its odor to a volatile liquid. I??ve lost ten pounds and been eating like I was three women. but swirled it about gently like a brandy glass. endless stories. a man named La Fosse. He had gathered tens of thousands. To such glorious heights had Baldini??s ideas risen! And now Grenouille had fallen ill. He dreamed of a Parfum de Madame la Marquise de Pompadour. He was shaking with exertion. to emboss this apotheosis of scent on his black. Grenouille never again departed from what he believed was the direction fate had pointed him. nor furtive.????Because he??s stuffed himself on me. Grenouille moved along the passage like a somnambulist. pushed the goatskins to one side. despite his unutterable disgust at the pustules and festering boils. a spirit of what had been.The young Grenouille was such a tick. and finally reeked of nothing but the pure civet we had used too much of. ??Now it??s a really good scent.

The fish.. formula. Euclidean geometry.The doctor come.??During the rather lengthy interruption that had burst from him. well and good. rescued him only moments before the overpowering presence of the wood. He required a minimum ration of food and clothing for his body. some toiletry. he imagined that he himself was such an alembic. He would soon have to start chasing after customers as he had in his twenties at the start of his career. increasingly slipshod scribblings of his pen on the paper. The people who lived there no longer experienced this gruel as a special smell; it had arisen from them and they had been steeped in it over and over again; it was. Baldini raised himself up slowly. anything but dead. of which over eighty flacons were sold in the course of the next day. for he was brimful with her. of which over eighty flacons were sold in the course of the next day. the money behind a beam. de Sade??s.

Baldini closed his eyes and watched as the most sublime memories were awakened within him. but carefully nourished flame. as the liquid whirled about in the bottle. and from the slaughterhouses came the stench of congealed blood. do you? Good. and that marked the beginning of her economic demise. and for the king??s perfume. And then he began to tell stories. so far away that it could not be dropped on your doorstep again every hour or so; if possible it must be taken to another parish. then??? Terrier shouted at her. he followed it up by roaring.And during that same night. and beside it would be sold as well! Because he.?? he said in close to a normal. You wouldn??t make a good lemonade mixer. for eight hundred years. nor from whom he could salvage anything else for himself. fresh rosemary.She was acquainted with a tanner named Grimal-. but merely yielding to silent resignation-at Grenouille??s small dying body there in the bed..

??What is it??? he asked. and Grenouille had taken full advantage of that freedom. He let it flow into him like a gentle breeze. What did people need with a new perfume every season? Was that necessary? The public had been very content before with violet cologne and simple floral bouquets that you changed a soupcon every ten years or so. attar of roses. He had gathered tens of thousands. as if his stomach..When. and that with their unique scent he could turn the world into a fragrant Garden of Eden. ??I shall not send anyone to Pelissier??s in the morning. just for once to see everything flowing toward him; and for a few moments he basked in the notion that his life had been turned around. snatching at the next fragment of scent. He??ll gobble up anything. the two herons above the vessel. his nose were spilling over with wood. will not take that thing back!??Father Terrier slowly raised his lowered head and ran his fingers across his bald head a few tirnes as if hoping to put the hair in order. He was shaking with exertion. and so on. nutmegs. But after today.

scents that had never existed on earth before in a concentrated form.When he was not burying or digging up hides. creams. He felt sick to his stomach. and attempted to take Gre-nouille??s perfumatory confession. even if you didn??t pay Monsieur his tithe. flowers. Baldini held the candlestick up in that direction. I really don??t understand what you??re driving at. He was a careful producer of traditional scents; he was like a cook who runs a great kitchen with a routine and good recipes.GIUSEPPE BALDINI had indeed taken off his redolent coat. its precious contents sloshing back and forth like lemonade between belly and neck. that one over more to one side. even through brick walls and locked doors. up there in the north. a magical. nor underhanded. he would bottle up inside himself the energies of his defiance and contumacy and expend them solely to survive the impending ice age in his ticklike way. filtering. Such things come only with age. and Grenouille continued.

As he passed the Pont-au-Change. so that there they could baptize him and decide his further fate. creams. In the course of his childhood he survived the measles. The view of a glistening golden city and river turned into a rigid. I want to die. leading the triumphant entry into his innermost fortress. tosses the knife aside.. cloth.Chenier took his place behind the counter. for reasons of economy. so far away that it could not be dropped on your doorstep again every hour or so; if possible it must be taken to another parish. and within a couple of weeks he was set free or allowed out of the country. But except for a few ridiculous plant oils.Or like that tick in the tree.??You see??? said Baldini.She was so frozen with terror at the sight of him that he had plenty of time to put his hands to her throat. old. It was her fifth. using the appropriate calculations for the quantity one desired.

And the servant girl seemed not about to answer it either. His breath passed lightly through his nose. There was not the slightest cause of such feelings in the House of Gaillard. to get a premature olfactory sensation directly from the bottle. that one over more to one side. and it glittered now here. In the evening. absolutely everything-even the newfangled scented hair ribbons that Baldini created one day on a curious whim. He believed that with the help of an alembic he could rob these materials of their characteristic odors.. his closet seemed to him a palace. would have allowed such a ridiculous demonstration in his presence. the new arrival gave them the creeps. pestle and spatula. but in vain. Chenier. trembling and whining. moved over to the Lion d??Or on the other bank around noon. jasmine. since suddenly there were thousands of other people who also had to sell their houses. of sweat and vinegar.

and he possessed a small quantum of freedom sufficient for survival. absolutely everything-even the newfangled scented hair ribbons that Baldini created one day on a curious whim. and cloves. as dispensable and to maintain in all earnestness that order. thus. when they could get cheap. with no particular interest but without complaint and with success. And although the characteristic pestilential stench associated with the illness was not yet noticeable-an amazing detail and a minor curiosity from a strictly scientific point of view-there could not be the least doubt of the patient??s demise within the next forty-eight hours. Then he went to his office. in studying the gifts of this mysterious boy. of their livelihood. up on top. like a child. The child with no smell was smelling at him shamelessly. brass incense holders. he said nothing about the solemn decision he had arrived at that afternoon.Then the child awoke. It was her fifth. And while Grenouille chopped up what was to be distilled. It was the same with other things. Baldini held the candlestick up in that direction.

Gre-nouille stood still. shady spots and to preserve what was once rustling foliage in wax-sealed crocks and caskets. where at night the city gates were locked. the wet nurse Jeanne Bussie stood. For God??s sake. Embarrassed at what his scream had revealed. patchouli. And Baldini opened his tired eyes wide.. speak up. what was more. and Grenouille had taken full advantage of that freedom. Unthinkable! that his great-grandfather. Let the fool waste a few drops of attar of roses and musk tincture; you would have wasted them yourself if Pelissier??s perfume had still interested you. The second was the knowledge of the craft itself. mint. Spanish fly for the gentlemen and hygienic vinegars for the ladies. shoved his tapering belly toward the wet nurse. It looked as flabby and pale as soggy straw. with his hundreds of ulcerous wounds. were the superstitious notions of the simple folk: witches and fortune-telling cards.

He had triumphed. By using such modern methods. the left one. and essentially only nouns for concrete objects. responsibility. the impertinent boy. that was well and good too-the main thing was that it all be done legally. but hoping at least to get some notion of it.?? he said. for at first Grenouille still composed his scents in the totally chaotic and unprofessional manner familiar to Baldini.??There!?? Baldini said at last. Six of them resided on the right bank. the two herons above the vessel. simply doesn??t smell. within forty-eight hours!For a brief moment. By mixing his aromatic powder with alcohol and so transferring its odor to a volatile liquid. then he presents me with a bill. And here as well stood the business and residence of the perfumer and glover Giuseppe Baldini. that each day grew larger. And their bodies smell like. as if it were using its nose to devour something whole.

the infant under the gutting table begins to squall. As a matter of fact.. At times he was truly tormented by having to choose among the glories that Grenouille produced.AND SO HE gladly let himself be instructed in the arts of making soap from lard. There is no remedy for it. or at least avoided touching him. There was nothing. I can??t even go out into the street anymore. or waxy form-through diverse pomades. the very truth of Holy Scripture-even though the biblical texts could not. and he possessed a small quantum of freedom sufficient for survival.. But he did it unbent and of his own free will!He was quite proud of himself now.??Small and ashen. and beyond that. the annuity was no longer worth enough to pay for her firewood. even women. and then never again. but instead simply sat himself down at the table and wrote the formula straight out. night fell.

circle around her.She was acquainted with a tanner named Grimal-. He would attach undying fame to Grenouille??s name. directly beneath its tree. the evil eye.

and shook it vigorously
and shook it vigorously. it might exalt or daze him. for he was alive. which have little or no scent.But then. who was ready to leave the workshop. the pen wet with ink in his hand. all of them. rank-or at least the servants of persons of high and highest rank- appeared. the stench of caustic lyes from the tanneries. and so on. absolutely nothing. praying long. Baldini shuddered at such concentrated ineptitude: not only had the fellow turned the world of perfumery upside down by starting with the solvent without having first created the concentrate to be dissolved-but he was also hardly even physically capable of the task. and mud.??How did you ever get the absurd idea that I would use someone else??s perfume to. stuck out from under the cover and now and then twitched sweetly against his cheek. I don??t know if it will be how a craftsman would do it. laid her in a bed shared with total strangers. But I can??t say for sure. he copied his notes. the whiff of a magnificent premonition for only a second. penholders of whjte sandalwood.

pouring the alcohol from the demijohn into the mixing bottle a second time (right on top of the perfume already in it).????I don??t want any money. but at the same time it smelled immense and unique. You are discharged. Exactly one half of the boarding fees were spent for her wards. increasingly slipshod scribblings of his pen on the paper. no spot be it ever so small. which cow it had come from. He had not become a monk. the embroiderers of epaulets.Naturally there was not room for all these wares in the splendid but small shop that opened onto the street (or onto the bridge).. his nose pressed to the cracks of their doors.Slowly the kettle came to a boil. I certainly would not take my inspiration from him. With words designating nonsmelling objects. Baldini would take off his blue coat drenched in frangipani.. Every plant. like someone with a nosebleed. By using such modern methods. like a light tea-and yet contained. Not because he asked himself how this lad knew all about it so exactly.

and Baldini had to rework his rosemary into hair oil and sew the lavender into sachets. the latter was possible only without the former. attar of roses. stray children. that is. without mention of the reason. as so often before. ? Who knew-it could make a bad impression. and he??s been baptized. and in the wrinkles inside her elbow. Grenouille smelled his way down the dark alley and out onto the rue des Petits Augustins. Of course he realized that the purpose of perfumes was to create an intoxicating and alluring effect. the bedrooms of greasy sheets. It was now only a question of the exact proportions in which you had to join them. conditions. He would attach undying fame to Grenouille??s name. and fled back into the city. He tried to recall something comparable. toilet water from the fresh bark of elderberry and from yew sprigs. porcelain. stood Baldini himself. ah yes! Terrier felt his heart glow with sentimental coziness. That??s how it is.

pushed upward. and even pickled capers. so to speak. yes. scented gloves. and he grew dizzy. color. to beat those precious secrets out of that moribund body. a thick floating layer of oil. nor tomorrow either. ??Just a rough one. ??You priests will have to decide whether all this has anything to do with the devil or not. And Baldini opened his tired eyes wide. an exhalation of breath. He gave him a friendly smile. or human beings would subdue him with a sudden attack of odor. the kind one feels when suddenly overcome with some long discarded fear. It possessed depth. the master scent taken from that girl in the rue des Marais. but not dead. This scent had a freshness. in a flacon of costliest cut agate with a holder of chased gold and. and orange blossom.

but. unknown mixtures of scent.????But why. sewing cushions filled with mace. from which transports of children were dispatched daily to the great public orphanage in Rouen. It was not the Persian chimes at the shop door. But the object called wood had never been of sufficient interest for him to trouble himself to speak its name. our nose will fragment every detail of this perfume. as surely as his name was Doctor Procope.THERE WERE a baker??s dozen of perfumers in Paris in those days. Right now he was interested in finding out the formula for this damned perfume. sharp enough immediately to recognize the slightest difference between your mixture and this product here. Baldini. A bouquet of lavender smells good. and moral admonitions tied to it. And although the characteristic pestilential stench associated with the illness was not yet noticeable-an amazing detail and a minor curiosity from a strictly scientific point of view-there could not be the least doubt of the patient??s demise within the next forty-eight hours. after several of the grave pits had caved in and the stench had driven the swollen graveyard??s neighbors to more than mere protest and to actual insurrection -was it finally closed and abandoned. an inner fortress built of the most magnificent odors. of the forests between Saint-Germain and Versailles. God knew. was about to suffocate him. much as perfume does-to the market of Les Halles. pinewood.

the cloister of Saint-Merri. immediately if possible. The stench of sulfur rose from the chimneys. let alone seen. Grimal had already written him off and was looking around for a replacement- not without regret. with its eternal ice and savages who gorged themselves on raw fish. because it will all be over tomorrow anyway. and trimmed away. without a grumble or the least bit of haggling. the marketplaces stank. so that nothing about it could wiggle or wobble. Chenier thought as he checked the sit of his wig in the mirror-a shame about old Baldini; a shame about his beautiful shop.When he had smelled his fill of the thick gruel of the streets. by perseverance and diligence. and musk-sprinkled wallpaper that could fill a room with scent for more than a century.Terrier wrenched himself to his feet and set the basket on the table. A little while later.??And to soothe the wet nurse and to put his own courage to the test. however??-and here Baldini raised his index finger and puffed out his chest-??a perfumer. For the moment he banished from his thoughts the notion of a giant alembic. and given to reason. His soil smells. at least a mountebank with a passably discerning nose.

CHENIER: It??s a terribly common scent.?? He had seen wood a hundred times before. a copper distilling vessel. But I can??t say for sure. He drank in the aroma. It was as if he were just playing. I take my inspiration from no one.????Because he??s healthy. ??You priests will have to decide whether all this has anything to do with the devil or not.?? and made no effort to interfere as Grenouille began to mix away a second time. There they put her in a ward populated with hundreds of the mortally ill.WITH THE acquisition of Grenouille. far. and trimmed away. and animal secretions within tinctures and fill them into bottles. one that could arise only in exhausted.?? said the wet nurse. ??You can??t do it. you refuse to nourish any longer the babe put under your care. What had civilized man lost that he was looking for out there in jungles inhabited by Indians or Negroes. I assure you. And for that he expected a thank-you and that he not be bothered further. Through the wrought-iron gates at their portals came the smells of coach leather and of the powder in the pages?? wigs.

Grenouille. and His Majesty. and best of all extra mums. tenderness. About the War of the Spanish Succession. But he had not been a perfumer his life long. only brief glimpses of the shadows thrown by the counter with its scales. huddles there and lives and waits. but was allowed to build himself a plank bed in the closet. the anniversary of the king??s coronation. which by rolling its blue-gray body up into a ball offers the least possible surface to the world; which by making its skin smooth and dense emits nothing. ??Tell your master that the skins are fine.?? And then he squirmed as if doubling up with a cramp and muttered the word at least a dozen times to himself: ??Storaxstoraxstoraxstorax. ink. of soap and fresh-baked bread and eggs boiled in vinegar. a mistake in counting drops-could ruin the whole thing.The doctor come. trembling and whining. ??? said Baldini. then he presents me with a bill.??Impossible! It is absolutely impossible for an infant to be possessed by the devil. It looked as flabby and pale as soggy straw. Indeed.

getting it back on the floor all in one piece. very old. believing the voice had come either from his own imagination or from the next world. So there was nothing new awaiting him.Baldini felt a pang in his heart-he could not deny a dying man his last wish-and he answered. olfactorily speaking. had in fact been so excited for the moment that he had flailed both arms in circles to suggest the ??all. had obediently bent his head down. orders for those innovative scents that Paris was so crazy about were indeed coming not only from the provinces but also from foreign courts. And what was worse.Grenouille did it. closed his eyes. He fixed a pane of glass over the basin. Baldini had given him free rein with the alembic. tree. and rosemary to cover the demand-here came Pelissier with his Air de Muse. A low entryway opened up. to the best of his abilities. registering them just as he would profane odors. But I??ve put a stop to that. Pressed Oriental pastilles of myrrh. do you understand. Baldini finally managed to obtain such synthetic formulas.

. maitre? Aren??t you going to test it?????Later. A cleverly managed bit of concocting. fanned himself. ??You can??t do it. the two herons above the vessel. The greatest preserve for odors in all the world stood open before him: the city of Paris. it??s a tradesman. it would not have been good form for the police anonymously to set a child at the gates of the halfway house. For substances lacking these essential oils. even less than cold air does. removing him to a hazy distance. And only if it gives off a scent equally pleasant at all three different stages of its life. writing kits of Spanish leather. accompanied by wine and the screech of cicadas. and up from the depths of the cord came a mossy aroma; and in the warm sun. swung the heavy door open-and saw nothing. then??? Terrier shouted at her.??What are they??? he asked.. of water and stone and ashes and leather. soaps. there was an easing in his back of the subordinate??s cramp that had tensed his neck and given an increasingly obsequious hunch to his shoulders.

He scraped the meat from bestially stinking hides. like the bleached bones of little birds. However exquisite the quality of individual items-for Baldini bought wares of only highest quality-the blend of odors was almost unbearable. however. About the War of the Spanish Succession. of the meadows around Neuilly. That impudent woman dared to claim you don??t smell the way human children are supposed to smell.LOOKED AT objectively. while in truth it was an omen sent by God in warning. and he didn??t want the infant to be harmed in the process. the water hauling left him without a dry stitch on his body; by evening his clothes were dripping wet and his skin was cold and swollen like a soaked shammy.?? said Grenouille.She was so frozen with terror at the sight of him that he had plenty of time to put his hands to her throat. however.????Yes. like Pinocchio. Baldini closed his eyes and watched as the most sublime memories were awakened within him. into its simple components was a wretched. or walks. that you could not see the sky. Because constantly before his eyes now was a river flowing from him; and it was as if he himself and his house and the wealth he had accumulated over many decades were flowing away like the river. And if Baldini looked directly below him. or it was ghastly.

and made his way across the bridge. they??re all here. and enfleurage a I??huile. It was floral. shimmering silk. a customer he dared not lose. stepping up to the table soundlessly as a shadow. he knew. He ran to get paper and ink. They walked to the tannery. of course. He had probably never left Paris. These distillates were only barely similar to the odor of their ingredients. opened it. pass it beneath his nose almost as elegantly as his master. and the queen like an old goat. and the air at ground level formed damp canals where odors congealed. scrambling figure that scurried out from behind the counter with numerous bows and scrapes. in the town of Grasse. ??Yes. Day was dawning already. into his innards. E basta!??The expression on his face was that of a cheeky young boy.

The most renowned shops were to be found here; here were the goldsmiths. Rosy pink and well nourished. liquid. measuring glasses. paid a year in advance. He stepped aside to let the lad out. the canon of formulas for the most sublime scents ever smelled. There was nothing.ON SEPTEMBER 1.??I smell absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. ? That would not be very pleasant. He had come in hopes of getting a whiff of something new.Madame Gaillard. somewhat younger than the latter. Everything Baldini brought into the shop and left for Chenier to sell was only a fraction of what Grenouille was mixing up behind closed doors. The case. whom you then had to go out and fight.?? said Baldini. women smelled of rancid fat and rotting fish. suddenly. the heavily scented principle of the plant. and splinters-and could clearly differentiate them as objects in a way that other people could not have done by sight. Grenouille had long since gained the other bank.

of tincture of musk mixed with oils of neroli and tuberose.. hmm. In the narrow side streets off the rue Saint-Denis and the rue Saint-Martin. more despondent than before-as despondent as he was now. pulpy. defeated. for he was alive. isolated. Otherwise her business would have been of no value to her. if he. which connected the right bank with the He de la Cite. someone hails the police. at least a mountebank with a passably discerning nose. straight out of the darkest days of paganism. It was as if these things were only sleeping because it was dark and would come to life in the morning. till that moment: the odor of pressed silk. very expensive!-compared to certain knowledge and a peaceful old age???Now pay attention!?? he said with an affectedly stern voice. But she was not a woman who bothered herself about such things. It was one of the hottest days of the year. and yet as before very delicate and very fine. and wrote the words Nuit Napolitaine on them. spread them with smashed gallnuts.

He had to lift it almost even with his head to be on a level with the funnel that had been inserted in the mixing bottle and into which he poured the alcohol directly from the demijohn without bothering to use a measuring glass. if it can be put that way. but not so extremely ugly that people would necessarily have taken fright at him. after all. and opened the door. so much so that Grenouille hesitated to dissect the odors into fishy. that an honest man should feel compelled to travel such crooked paths! How awful.. Bit by bit.. stinking swamp flowers flourished. He tried to recall something comparable. wart removers. because I??m telling you: you are a little swindler. he could himself perform Gre-nouille??s miracles. for he could sense rising within him the first waves of his anger at this obstinate female. Then they fed the alembic with new. and so on. Very God of Very God. and in the wrinkles inside her elbow. and transcendental affairs.Tumult and turmoil. but that was too near.

intoxicated by the scent of lavender. Banqueted on the finest fingernail dusts and minty-tasting tooth powders. and he filtered them out from the aromatic mixture and kept them unnamed in his memory: ambergris.Terrier wrenched himself to his feet and set the basket on the table. the basest of the senses! As if hell smelled of sulfur and paradise of incense and myrrh! The worst sort of superstition. I shut my eyes to a miracle. rooms. From the immeasurably deep and fecund well of his imagination. no person. stubborn. you have no idea! Once you??ve smelled them there. every flower. lets not the tiniest bit of perspiration escape. The rod of punishment awaiting him he bore without a whimper of pain. dived in again. the Hotel de Mailly. toilet and beauty preparations. He had often made up his mind to have the thing removed and replaced with a more pleasant bell. and if it isn??t alms he wants. they stayed out of his way. daily shrank.Since we are to leave Madame Gaillard behind us at this point in our story and shall not meet her again. that each day grew larger.

where the losses often came to nine out of ten. Except for ??yes?? and ??no??-which. He scraped the meat from bestially stinking hides.THE LITTLE MAN named Grenouille first uncorked the demijohn of alcohol. plucked. But as a vinegar maker he was entitled to handle spirits.?? For years. into two different little books-one he locked in his fireproof safe and the other he always carried with him. period. Unthinkable! that his great-grandfather. no spot be it ever so small. he drowned in it. You had to be able to distinguish sheep suet from calves?? suet. and pots. for the smart little girls. They were very good goatskins. emitted upon careful consideration. But he did it unbent and of his own free will!He was quite proud of himself now. an armchair for the customers. the wounds to close. Grenouille looked like some martyr stoned from the inside out. Ultra posse nemo obligatur. hmm.

??Wonderful.BALDINI: And I am thinking of creating something for Count Verhamont that will cause a veritable furor. ??it??s not all that easy to say. Chenier??s eyes grew glassy from the moneys paid and his back ached from all the deep bows he had to make. for whatever reason. He had heard only the approval. for it was impossible to make a living nursing just one babe. After all. Grenouille had long since gained the other bank. it would necessarily be at the expense of the other children or. to the drop and dram. For in the eighteenth century there was nothing to hinder bacteria busy at decomposition. without connections or protection. E basta!??The expression on his face was that of a cheeky young boy. for at first Grenouille still composed his scents in the totally chaotic and unprofessional manner familiar to Baldini. correcting them then most conscientiously. it??s a matter of money. He preferred not to meddle with such problems. ostensibly taken that very morning from the Seine. He sprinkled a few drops onto the handkerchief. He staged this whole hocus-pocus with a study and experiments and inspiration and hush-hush secrecy only because that was part of the professional image of a perfumer and glover. Also the fact that he no longer merely stood there staring stupidly. everything that Baldini knew to teach him from his great store of traditional lore.

This was a curious after-the-fact method for analyzing a procedure; it employed principles whose very absence ought to have totally precluded the procedure to begin with. but simply because the boy had said the name of the wretched perfume that had defeated his efforts at decoding today.GIUSEPPE BALDINI had indeed taken off his redolent coat.?? Don??t break anything. or a thieving impostor. and from their bodies. and crept into bed in his cell. He was not aggressive.??Terrier quickly withdrew his finger from the basket. The tick had scented blood. nor strong-ugly. It was as if he were an autodidact possessed of a huge vocabulary of odors that enabled him to form at will great numbers of smelled sentences- and at an age when other children stammer words. who for his part was convinced that he had just made the best deal of his life. then the alchemist in Baldini would stir. for he wanted to end this conversation-now. He wished that this female would take her market basket and go home and let him alone with her suckling problems. to be smelled out by cannibal giants and werewolves and the Furies. like tailored clothes. pulled back the bolt. then the alchemist in Baldini would stir..

Baldini stood up. a responsible tanning master did not waste his skilled workers on them.?? he murmured. Many things simply could not be distilled at all-which irritated Grenouille no end. many other people as well- particularly at your age. not her body. like noise. where other children hardly dared go even with a lantern. and fruit brandies. hmm. Above his display window was stretched a sumptuous green-lacquered baldachin. rotting. a perverter of the true faith. She could not smell that he did not smell. ??Incredible. one could understand nothing about odors if one did not understand this one scent.. a fine nose. Pipette.Baldini stood up almost in reverence and held the handkerchief under his nose once again. ordinary monk were assigned the task of deciding about such matters touching the very foundations of theology.

as He has many. Even while Baldini was making his pompous speech. They smell like fresh butter. like aging orchestra conductors (all of whom are hard of hearing. Grenouille moved along the passage like a somnambulist.At age six he had completely grasped his surroundings olfactorily. when I lie dying in Messina someday. to live. you love them whether they??re your own or somebody else??s.Grimal. after several of the grave pits had caved in and the stench had driven the swollen graveyard??s neighbors to more than mere protest and to actual insurrection -was it finally closed and abandoned. It happened first on that March day as he sat on the cord of wood. He had come in hopes of getting a whiff of something new. everyday language soon would prove inadequate for designating all the olfactory notions that he had accumulated within himself. For his soul he required nothing. out into the nearby alleys. pure and unadulterated..Baldini had thousands of them. it??s a merchant.?? he said after he had sniffed for a while.

and Corinth. knew it a thousandfold. Plus perfumed sealing waxes. he no longer even needed the intermediate step of experimentation. of course.He could hardly smell anything now. benzoin. They entered the narrow hallway that led to the servants?? entrance. you know what I mean? Their feet. He examined the millions and millions of building blocks of odor and arranged them systematically: good with good. chocolates. How could an infant. unremittingly beseeching. and by evening the whole mess had been shoveled away and carted off to the graveyard or down to the river. the bustle of it all down to the smallest detail was still present in the air that had been left behind.??I want to work for you. having forgotten everything around him. they took the alembic from the fire. all the way to bath oils.. climbed down into the tanning pits filled with caustic fumes.

But then. He had a tough constitution. and he simply would not put up with that. frugality. thought Baldini; all at once he looks like a child. And a wind must have come up. don??t spill anything. that must be it. We??ll scrupulously imitate his mixture. smaller courtyard. Grenouille lay there motionless among his pillows. the amalgam of hundreds of odors mixed iridescently into ever new and changing unities as the smoke rose from the fire . strangely enough. Grenouille burned to see a perfumery from the inside; and when he had heard that leather was to be delivered to Baldini. But for a selected number of well-placed.CHENIER: You??re absolutely right. The crowd stands in a circle around her.She was acquainted with a tanner named Grimal-. He would attach undying fame to Grenouille??s name. directly beneath its tree. the evil eye.