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...held court with his beautiful wife Constance. But it was not the distinguished company that made the house a delight to the young Wildes; it was "the smiling giant, always exquisitely dressed, who crawled about the nursery floor with us and lived in an aura of cigar smoke and Eau de Cologne." Unlike many another stiffly Victorian parent living on Tite Street, Wilde was always ready to romp with his boys, mend their toys and enter into their games...
...have overpowered most people. He calmly fetched a shovel and a wheelbarrow, conveyed the horrible object to the bottom of the garden, dug a large hole, buried it, and then returned to wash his hands carefully and dust his knees with a handkerchief scented with a few drops of eau de Cologne." The same method may be detected, of course, in The Forsyte Saga...
...pigs and ten geese at his château at Saint-Félix. On this, along with whatever can be garnered from the château gardens, his family and retainers must suffice. And so the baron's astonishment rose as bills came rolling in for sardines, eau de cologne, biscuits, marmalade, bananas, oranges, soap and chocolate cake. He was still puzzling one day when the baroness entered the room, crying: "Bertrand, we have been robbed! Our jewels and silver are missing!" It did not take the Baron de Roquette-Buisson long to unmask the culprit. Down...
...make matters worse, Liz gets that old loose-woman feeling whenever she is near the ship's captain ("Wave after wave of cigar smoke, eau de cologne and maleness broke over her"). Sure enough, she falls again, and thinks she has stripped her moral gears for keeps. At this logical jumping-off place for a French bedroom farce, Novelist Vincent Sheean, writing with perfect seriousness, has his heroine leap into Indian mysticism. In Sheean's handling, it is as crashingly pointless as a dive into an empty swimming pool...
...Raynaud, 48, a serious fellow, had always been interested in the occult, even when he was a cop. He got a diploma in graphology from one of those schools that advertise in pulp magazines. In a small laboratory in Toulouse in 1946 he began making a secret perfume of eau de cologne, Cyprian essence, ferns, the excretions of vipers and scorpions. Raynaud advertised: "This perfume is especially prepared to help you, even through the mails, to seduce, charm, or to awaken in you and in others troubling desires. To fortify your amorous magnetism, just a drop on a love letter...