Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 23

           Grenouillenolongerwantedtogosomewhere,butonlytogoaway,awayfromhumanbeings.Finally,hetraveledonlybynight.Duringthedayhecreptintothickets,sleptunderbushes,inunderbrush,inthemostinaccessiblespots,rolledupinaballlikeananimal,hisearthen-coloredhorseblanketpulledupoverhisbodyandhead,hisnosewedgedinthecrookofanelbowsothatnotthefaintestforeignodorcoulddisturbhisdreams.Heawokeatsunset,sniffedinalldirections,andonlywhenhecouldsmellthatthelastfarmerhadlefthisfieldsandthemostdaringwandererhadsoughtshelterfromthedescendingdarkness,onlywhennightanditspresumeddangershadsweptthecountrysidecleanofpeople,didGrenouillecreepoutofhidingandsetoutagainonhisjourney.Hedidnotneedlighttoseeby.Evenbefore,whenhewastravelingbyday,hehadoftenclosedhiseyesforhoursonendandmerelyfollowedhisnose.Thegaudylandscape,thedazzlingabruptdefinitionofsighthurthiseyes.Hewasdelightedonlybymoonlight.Moonlightknewnocolorsandtracedthecontoursoftheterrainonlyverysoftly.Itcoveredthelandwithadirtygray,stranglinglifeallnightlong.Thisworldmoldedinlead,wherenothingmovedbutthewindthatfellsometimeslikeashadowoverthegrayforests,andwherenothinglivedbutthescentofthenakedearth,wastheonlyworldthatheaccepted,foritwasmuchliketheworldofhissoul.Heheadedsouth.Approximatelysouth-forhedidnotsteerbymagneticcompass,butonlybythecompassofhisnose,whichsenthimskirtingeverycity,everyvillage,everysettlement

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