A piece of fossilized resin from Burma yielded something that looked very similar to Saccharomyces, brewer's or baker's yeast.
The baker, Nazorine, pudgy and crusty as his great Italian loaves, still dusty with flour, scowled at his wife, his nubile daughter, Katherine, and his baker's helper, Enzo.
But today she passed the baker's by, climbed the stairs, went into the little dark room -her room like a cupboard-and sat down on the red eiderdown.