It is not a scent you can liken to any one thing.

It is as if you took roses and Limburger cheese and hair oil, some heather and onions, peaches and soapsuds, together with a dash of sea air and a corpse, and mixed them up together.

You cannot define any particular odour, but you feel they are all there--all the odours that the world has yet discovered.

People who live in these houses are fond of this mixture.

They do not open the window and lose any of it; they keep it carefully bottled up.