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Updated: May 27, 2025
Yesterday she was talking about sachets a la violette; well, our French perfumers, you know very well, madame, for you have over and over again asked for it without success our French perfumers, I say, have never been able to procure this scent. The duke, however, wore about him a sachet a la violette, and I am sure that the one my wife has came from him."
The air was close and overpoweringly sweet with perfume sachet, powder the scent of a bedroom after a vain and selfish woman has left it. The litter of toilet articles lay scattered about on the dresser. Chairs and bed held garments of lace and silk. A bewildering negligée hung limply over a couch; and next it stood a patent-leather slipper, its mate on the floor.
'I am going to tell you, I replied, speaking so that every word might fall distinctly on her ears, and sating my eyes the while on her proud face. I had never dreamed of such revenge as this! 'About a fortnight ago, M. de Cocheforet left here at night with a little orange-coloured sachet in his possession. She uttered a stifled cry, and drew herself stiffly erect.
"Jessica, I never thought of asking who had been buying sachet powders. You have a great head." "Must I go back and ask all those storekeepers for more lists?" demanded Nora. "No, child," replied Grace. "Just give us time to think first." "It's time to go to Miriam's anyhow," observed Jessica. "Perhaps some sort of inspiration will come on the way," and the three girls set out for the tea party.
She oughtn't to be such a fool, but her place at the Albion was important, and a word from him a line or a phone message would tone her up, and she would go on even better than before. At an "all night" drug store she bought a box of pink notepaper and a sachet, and before she went to bed put the scented envelope in the box and covered them both with a sofa pillow to draw out the perfume.
The dainty dressing-case of Dresden silk with rosy ribbons that her girl friends at home had given as a parting gift covered a generous portion of the pine bureau, and when she had spread it out and bestowed its silver-mounted brushes, combs, hand-glass, and pretty sachet, things seemed to brighten up a bit.
"How in the world should I know!" "Well, there's a sort of fragrance about her. It isn't like cologne, it's like well, orris-root." William made no comment. "It's a kind of sachet, I guess; I'd like to know what it is. Willy, Sam Wright's Sam went out walking with her yesterday. I met them on the River Road. I believe the boy is in love with her!" "He's got eyes," William agreed.
And he returned to his own room with a curious sense of peace. If one didn't choose to see, one needn't. And he did not choose in future he did not choose. There was nothing to be gained by it nothing! Opening the drawer he took from the sachet a handkerchief, and the framed photograph of Fleur.
Curlew came here with a message which he thought needed the protection of a revolver. He judged rightly, it seems." "Are you hit?" "I felt something strike." Peter put his hand to his side. He unbuttoned his coat and felt again. Then he pulled out a little sachet from his breast-pocket, and as e did so, a flattened bullet dropped to the floor. Peter looked into the sachet anxiously.
I think the girl was mad at me because I got a nursing bottle out of the show case with a rubber muzzle, and asked her if that was what she wanted. Well, she told me a sachet was something for the stummick, and I thought a nursing bottle was the nearest thing to it."
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