There's jasmine! Alcohol there! Bergamont there! Grenouille went on crowing, and at each name he pointed to a different spot in the room, although it was so dark that at best you could only surmise the shadows of the cupboards filled with bottles.
Translated by John E. Woods - Perfume: The Story of a Murder - Chapter 14 (p. 75), Alfred A. Knopf. 1986