Presently, we were aware of an odour gradually coming towards us, something musky, fiery, savoury, mysterious, - a hot drowsy smell, that lulls the senses, and yet enflames them, - the truffles were coming.
William Makepeace Thackeray'No business before breakfast, Glum!' says the King. 'Breakfast first, business next.'
William Makepeace ThackerayWe pass by common objects or persons without noticing them; but the keen eye detects and notes types everywhere and among all classes.
William Makepeace Thackeray