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And
scent
entered
into
their
very
core
,
went
directly
to
their
hearts
,
and
decided
for
good
and
all
between
affection
and
contempt
,
disgust
and
lust
,
love
and
hate
.
He
who
ruled
scent
ruled
the
hearts
of
men.Grenouille
sat
at
his
ease
on
his
bench
in
the
cathedral
of
Saint-Pierre
and
smiled
.
His
mood
was
not
euphoric
as
he
formed
his
plans
to
rule
humankind
.
There
were
no
mad
flashings
of
the
eye
,
no
lunatic
grimace
passed
over
his
face
.
He
was
not
out
of
his
mind
,
which
was
so
clear
and
buoyant
that
he
asked
himself
why
he
wanted
to
do
it
at
all
.
And
he
said
to
himself
that
he
wanted
to
do
it
because
he
was
evil
,
thoroughly
evil
.
And
he
smiled
as
he
said
it
and
was
content
.
He
looked
quite
innocent
,
like
any
happy
person.He
sat
there
for
a
while
,
with
an
air
of
devout
tranquillity
,
and
took
deep
breaths
,
inhaling
the
incense-laden
air
.
And
yet
another
cheerful
grin
crossed
his
face
.
How
miserable
this
God
smelled!How
ridiculously
bad
the
scent
that
this
God
let
spill
from
Him
.
It
was
not
even
genuine
frankincense
fuming
up
out
of
those
thuribles
.
A
bad
substitute
,
adulterated
with
linden
and
cinnamon
dust
and
saltpeter
.
God
stank
.
God
was
a
poor
little
stinker
.
He
had
been
swindled
,
this
God
had
,
or
was
Himself
a
swindler
,
no
different
from
Grenouille-only
a
considerably
worse
one
!
THE
MARQUIS
de
La
Taillade-Espinasse
was
thrilled
with
his
new
perfume
.
It
was
staggering
,
he
said
,
even
for
the
discoverer
of
the
fluidum
letale
,
to
note
what
a
striking
influence
on
the
general
condition
of
an
individual
such
a
trivial
and
ephemeral
item
as
perfume
could
have
as
a
result
of
its
being
either
earth-bound
or
earth-removed
in
origin
.
Grenouille
,
who
but
a
few
hours
before
had
lain
pale
and
near
swooning
,
now
appeared
as
fresh
and
rosy
as
any
healthy
man
his
age
could
.
Why-even
with
all
the
qualifications
appropriate
to
a
man
of
his
rank
and
limited
education-one
might
almost
say
that
he
had
gained
something
very
like
a
personality
.
In
any
case
,
he
,
Taillade-Espinasse
,
would
discuss
the
case
in
the
chapter
on
vital
dietetics
in
his
soon-to-be-published
treatise
on
the
theory
of
the
fluidum
letale
.
But
first
he
wished
to
anoint
his
own
body
with
this
new
perfume
.
Grenouille
handed
him
both
flacons
of
conventional
floral
scent
,
and
the
marquis
sprinkled
himself
with
it
.
He
seemed
highly
gratified
by
the
effect
.
He
confessed
that
after
years
of
being
oppressed
by
the
leaden
scent
of
violets
,
a
mere
dab
of
this
made
him
feel
as
if
he
had
sprouted
floral
wings
;
and
if
he
was
not
mistaken
,
the
beastly
pain
in
his
knee
was
already
subsiding
,
likewise
the
buzzing
in
his
ears
.
All
in
all
he
felt
buoyant
,
revitalized
,
and
several
years
younger
.
He
approached
Grenouille
,
embraced
him
,
and
called
him
"
my
fluidal
brother
,
"
adding
that
this
was
in
no
way
a
form
of
social
address
,
but
rather
a
purely
spiritual
one
in
conspectu
universalitatis
fluidi
letalis
,
before
which-and
before
which
alone
!
-
all
men
were
equal
.
Also-and
this
he
said
as
he
disengaged
himself
from
Grenouille
,
in
a
most
friendly
disengagement
,
without
the
least
revulsion
,
almost
as
if
he
were
disengaging
himself
from
an
equal-he
was
planning
soon
to
found
an
international
lodge
that
stood
above
all
social
rank
and
the
goal
of
which
would
be
utterly
to
vanquish
the
fluidum
letale
and
replace
it
in
the
shortest
possible
time
with
purest
fluidum
vitale-and
even
now
he
promised
to
win
Grenouille
over
as
the
first
proselyte
.
Then
he
had
him
write
the
formula
for
the
floral
perfume
on
a
slip
of
paper
,
pocketed
it
,
and
presented
Grenouille
with
fifty
louis
d'or
.
Precisely
one
week
after
the
first
lecture
,
the
marquis
de
La
Taillade-Espinasse
once
again
presented
his
ward
in
the
great
hall
of
the
university
.
The
crush
was
monstrous
.
All
Montpellier
had
come
,
not
just
scientific
Montpellier
,
but
also
and
in
particular
social
Montpellier
,
among
whom
were
many
Sadies
desirous
of
seeing
the
fabled
caveman
.
And
although
Taillade
's
enemies
,
primarily
the
champions
of
the
Friends
of
the
University
Botanical
Gardens
and
members
of
the
Society
for
the
Advancement
of
Agriculture
,
had
mobilized
all
their
supporters
,
the
exhibition
was
a
scintillating
success
.
In
order
to
remind
his
audience
of
Grenouille
's
condition
of
only
the
week
before
,
Taillade-Espinasse
first
circulated
drawings
depicting
the
caveman
in
all
his
ugliness
and
depravity
.
He
then
had
them
lead
in
the
new
Gre-nouille
dressed
in
a
handsome
velvet
blue
coat
and
silk
shirt
,
rouged
,
powdered
,
and
coiffed
;
and
merely
by
the
way
he
walked
,
so
erect
and
with
dainty
steps
and
an
elegant
swing
of
the
hips
,
by
the
way
he
climbed
to
the
dais
without
anyone
's
assistance
,
bowing
deeply
and
nodding
with
a
smile
now
to
one
side
now
to
the
other
,
he
silenced
every
skeptic
and
critic
.
Even
the
friends
of
the
university
's
botanical
garden
were
embarrassedly
speechless
.
The
change
was
too
egregious
,
the
apparent
miracle
too
overwhelming
:
where
but
a
week
ago
had
cowered
a
drudge
,
a
brutalized
beast
,
there
now
stood
a
truly
civilized
,
properly
proportioned
human
being
.
An
almost
prayerful
mood
spread
through
the
hall
,
and
as
Taillade-Espinasse
commenced
his
lecture
,
perfect
silence
reigned
.
He
once
again
set
forth
his
all
too
familiar
theory
about
earth
's
fluidum
letale
,
explained
how
and
with
what
mechanical
and
dietetic
means
he
had
driven
it
from
the
body
of
his
exhibit
,
replacing
it
withfluidum
vitale
.
Finally
he
demanded
of
all
those
present
,
friend
and
foe
alike
,
that
in
the
face
of
such
overwhelming
evidence
they
abandon
their
opposition
to
this
new
doctrine
and
make
common
cause
with
him
,
Taillade-Espinasse
,
against
the
evilfluidum
and
open
themselves
to
the
beneficial
fluidum
vitale
.
At
this
he
spread
his
arms
wide
,
cast
his
eyes
heavenwards-and
many
learned
men
did
likewise
,
and
women
wept.Grenouille
stood
at
the
dais
but
did
not
listen
.
He
watched
with
great
satisfaction
the
effect
of
a
totally
different
fluid
,
a
much
realer
one
:
his
own
.
As
was
appropriate
for
the
size
of
the
great
hall
,
he
had
doused
himself
with
perfume
,
and
no
sooner
had
he
climbed
the
dais
than
the
aura
of
his
scent
began
to
radiate
powerfully
from
him
.
He
saw-literally
saw
with
his
own
eyes
!
-
how
it
captured
the
spectators
sitting
closest
,
was
transmitted
to
those
farther
back
,
and
finally
reached
the
last
rows
and
the
gallery
.
And
whomever
it
captured-and
Grenouille
's
heart
leapt
for
joy
within
him-was
visibly
changed
.
Under
the
sway
of
the
odor
,
but
without
their
being
aware
of
it
,
people
's
facial
expressions
,
their
airs
,
their
emotions
were
altered
.
Those
who
at
first
had
gawked
at
him
out
of
pure
amazement
now
gazed
at
him
with
a
milder
eye
;
those
who
had
made
a
point
of
leaning
back
in
their
seats
with
furrowed
critical
brows
and
mouths
markedly
turned
down
at
the
corners
now
leaned
forward
more
relaxed
and
with
a
look
of
childlike
ease
on
their
faces
.
And
as
his
odor
reached
them
,
even
the
faces
of
the
timorous
,
frightened
,
and
hypersensitive
souls
who
had
borne
the
sight
of
his
former
self
with
horror
and
beheld
his
present
state
with
due
misgiving
now
showed
traces
of
amity
,
indeed
of
sympathy.At
lecturer
's
end
the
entire
assemblage
rose
to
its
feet
and
broke
into
frenetic
cheering
.
"
Long
live
the
fluidum
vitale
!
Long
live
Taillade-Espinasse
!
Hurrah
for
the
fluidal
theory
!
Down
with
orthodox
medicine
!
"
-
such
were
the
cries
of
the
learned
folk
of
Montpellier
,
the
most
important
university
town
in
the
south
of
France
,
and
the
marquis
de
La
Taillade-Espinasse
experienced
the
greatest
hour
of
his
life
Grenouille
,
however
,
having
climbed
down
from
the
dais
to
mingle
among
the
crowd
,
knew
that
these
ovations
were
in
reality
meant
for
him
,
for
him
alone
,
Jean-Baptiste
Grenouille-although
not
one
of
those
cheering
in
the
hall
suspected
anything
of
the
sort
.
HE
STAYED
ON
in
Montpellier
for
several
weeks
.
He
had
achieved
a
certain
fame
and
was
invited
to
salons
where
he
was
asked
about
his
life
in
the
cave
and
about
how
the
marquis
had
cured
him
.
He
had
to
tell
the
tale
of
the
robbers
over
and
over
,
how
they
had
dragged
him
off
,
and
how
the
basket
was
let
down
,
and
about
the
ladder
.
And
every
time
he
added
more
lovely
embellishments
and
invented
new
details
.
And
so
he
gained
some
facility
in
speaking-admittedly
only
a
very
limited
one
,
since
he
had
never
in
all
his
life
handled
speech
well-and
,
what
was
even
more
important
to
him
,
a
practiced
routine
for
lying.In
essence
,
he
could
tell
people
whatever
he
wanted
.
Once
they
had
gained
confidence
in
him-and
with
the
first
breath
,
they
gained
confidence
in
him
,
for
they
were
inhaling
his
artificial
odor-they
believed
everything
.
And
in
time
he
gained
a
certain
self-assurance
in
social
situations
such
as
he
had
never
known
before
.
This
was
apparent
even
in
his
body
.
It
was
as
if
he
had
grown
.
His
humpback
seemed
to
disappear
.
He
walked
almost
completely
erect
.
And
when
someone
spoke
to
him
,
he
no
longer
hunched
over
,
but
remained
erect
and
returned
the
look
directed
at
him
.
Granted
,
in
this
short
time
he
did
not
become
a
man-of-the-world
,
no
dandy-about-town
,
no
peerless
social
lion
.
But
his
cringing
,
clumsy
manner
fell
visibly
from
him
,
making
way
for
a
bearing
that
was
taken
for
natural
modesty
or
at
worst
for
a
slight
,
inborn
shyness
that
made
a
sympathetic
impression
on
many
gentlemen
and
many
ladies
--
sophisticated
circles
in
those
days
had
a
weakness
for
everything
natural
and
for
a
certain
unpolished
charm
.
When
March
came
he
packed
his
things
and
was
off
,
secretly
,
so
early
in
the
morning
that
the
city
gates
had
only
just
been
opened
.
He
was
wearing
an
inconspicuous
brown
coat
that
he
had
bought
secondhand
at
a
market
the
day
before
and
a
shabby
hat
that
covered
half
his
face
.
No
one
recognized
him
,
no
one
saw
or
noticed
him
,
for
he
had
intentionally
gone
without
his
perfume
that
day
.
And
when
around
noon
the
marquis
had
inquiries
made
,
the
watchmen
swore
by
all
that
's
holy
that
they
had
seen
all
kinds
of
people
leaving
the
city
,
but
not
the
caveman
,
whom
they
knew
and
would
most
certainly
have
noticed
.
The
marquis
then
had
word
spread
that
with
his
permission
Grenouille
had
left
Montpeliier
to
look
after
family
matters
in
Paris
.
Privately
he
was
dreadfully
annoyed
,
for
he
had
intended
to
take
Grenouille
on
a
tour
through
the
whole
kingdom
,
recruiting
adherents
for
his
fluidal
theory.After
a
while
he
calmed
down
again
,
for
his
own
fame
had
spread
without
any
such
tour
,
almost
without
any
action
on
his
part
.
A
long
article
about
the
fluidum
letale
Taillade
appeared
in
the
Journal
des
Sqavans
and
even
in
the
Courier
de
I
'
Europe
and
fluidally
contaminated
patients
came
from
far
and
wide
for
him
to
cure
them
.
In
the
summer
of
1764
,
he
founded
the
first
Lodge
of
the
Vital
Fluidum
,
with
120
members
in
Montpellier
,
and
established
branches
in
Marseille
and
Lyon
.
Then
he
decided
to
dare
the
move
to
Paris
and
from
there
to
conquer
the
entire
civilized
world
with
his
teachings
.
But
first
he
wanted
to
provide
a
propaganda
base
for
his
crusade
by
accomplishing
some
heroic
fluidal
feat
,
one
that
would
overshadow
the
cure
of
the
caveman
,
indeed
all
other
experiments
.
And
in
early
December
he
had
a
company
of
fearless
disciples
join
him
on
an
expedition
to
the
Pic
du
Canigou
,
which
was
on
the
same
longitude
with
Paris
and
was
considered
the
highest
mountain
in
the
Pyrenees
.
Though
on
the
threshold
of
senescence
,
the
man
wanted
to
be
borne
to
the
summit
at
nine
thousand
feet
and
left
there
in
the
sheerest
,
finest
vital
air
for
three
whole
weeks
,
whereupon
,
he
announced
,
he
would
descend
from
the
mountain
precisely
on
Christmas
Eve
as
a
strapping
lad
of
twenty.The
disciples
gave
up
shortly
beyond
Vernet
,
the
last
human
settlement
at
the
foot
of
the
fearsome
mountain
.
But
nothing
daunted
the
marquis
.
Casting
his
garments
from
him
in
the
icy
cold
and
whooping
in
exultation
,
he
began
the
climb
alone
.
The
last
that
was
seen
of
him
was
his
silhouette
:
hands
lifted
ecstatically
to
heaven
and
voice
raised
in
song
,
he
disappeared
into
the
blizzard.His
followers
waited
in
vain
that
Christmas
Eve
for
the
return
of
the
marquis
de
La
Taillade-Espinasse
.
He
returned
neither
as
an
old
man
nor
a
young
one
.
Nor
when
early
summer
came
the
next
year
and
the
most
audacious
of
them
went
in
search
of
him
,
scaling
the
still
snowbound
summit
of
the
Pic
du
Canigou
,
did
they
find
any
trace
of
him
,
no
clothes
,
no
body
parts
,
no
bones.His
teachings
,
however
,
suffered
no
damage
at
all
.
On
the
contrary
Soon
the
legend
was
abroad
that
there
on
the
mountain
peak
he
had
wedded
himself
to
the
eternal
fluidum
vitale
,
merging
with
it
and
it
with
him
,
and
now
forever
floated-invisible
but
eternally
young-above
the
peaks
of
the
Pyrenees
,
and
whoever
climbed
up
to
him
would
encounter
him
there
and
remain
untouched
by
sickness
or
the
process
of
aging
for
one
full
year
.
Well
into
the
nineteenth
century
Taillade
's
fluidal
theory
was
advocated
from
many
a
chair
at
faculties
of
medicine
and
put
into
therapeutic
practice
by
many
an
occult
society
.
And
even
today
,
on
both
sides
of
the
Pyrenees
,
particularly
in
Perpi-gnan
and
Figueras
,
there
are
secret
Tailladic
lodges
that
meet
once
a
year
to
climb
the
Pic
du
Canigou.There
they
light
a
great
bonfire
,
ostensibly
for
the
summer
solstice
and
in
honor
of
St.
John-but
in
reality
it
is
to
pay
homage
to
their
master
,
Taillade-Espinasse
,
and
his
grand
fluidum
,
and
to
seek
eternal
life
.
