Heliogabalus must have been like this.
His dress, which never varied, consisted of a long blue surtout with a military collar, a black cravat, with waistcoat and trousers of black cloth.

His shoes, very thick soled, had iron nails outside, and inside woollen linings knit by his wife in the winter evenings.

Annette and her mistress also knit the master's stockings.

Rigou's name was Gregoire.
Though this sketch gives some idea of the man's character, no one can imagine the point to which, in his private and unthwarted life, the ex-Benedictine had pushed the science of selfishness, good living, and sensuality.

In the first place, he dined alone, waited upon by his wife and Annette, who themselves dined with Jean in the kitchen, while the master digested his meal and disposed of his wine as he read "the news." In the country the special names of journals are never mentioned; they are all called by the general name of "the news." Rigou's dinner, like his breakfast and supper, was always of choice delicacies, cooked with the art which distinguishes a priest's housekeeper from all other cooks.