Word: scent
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...models a year under 20th century working conditions. Lelong is popular with U. S. buyers. Particularly popular are his three perfumes : "A," for the exotic woman (or the unexotic woman who, acting out of character, is attending an exotic affair); "B," the perfume pour le sport; "C," the delicate scent...
...Compton had thought so to win her, his calculations played him false. For Octavia's intense vitality was quickly engrossed in pursuit of hounds on the scent. Debonair Lord Tilbury loaded her with flowers, declared his love. And a highly respected Master of Hounds, dull, substantial, shy, delegated his mother to propose marriage. Octavia would make a fitting mistress to a world of vigorous horsemen...
...command performance," nearly half a century ago. Surely it was well played. William Faversham, 60, perhaps stung to effort by the recent and successful theatrical activities of his eldest son William Faversham Jr., gave an impeccable performance as Henry Beauclerc, the suave ambassador who, by sniffing the scent of a lady's handkerchief, regains important documents of state...
...drama. She could but set the stage-parlor furniture to dust in the morning, geraniums to cut by the garden gate-and wait in vain for the hero. From an upper window she watched for him, a middle-aged neighbor. The sharp ledge cut into her arms, the heavy scent of summer flowers filled her with longing, but her neighbor kept to himself. Adrienne tossed sleeplessly at night, traced listlessly the immutable pattern of her dull existence, suffered torments from her suspicious parent...
...Bogart's Knob, just before midnight, more than 100 blooded hounds pointed long noses into the crisp, still air, sniffed, caught the scent, were gone. At their head, gallantly leading his last hunt, ran "Old Limber," Uncle Alf's famous fox-follower, whose picture once adorned in Nashville the State Capitol's walls. Baying excitedly, their notes cutting through the silent woods, the dogs circled. They closed in, relentlessly, on their furry, red prey...