Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 3

           Well,whatdowehavetosaytothat?Pooh-peedooh!”Andherockedthebasketgentlyonhisknees,strokingtheinfant’sheadwithhisfingerandrepeating“poohpeedooh”fromtimetotime,anexpressionhethoughthadagentle,soothingeffectonsmallchildren.“You’resupposedtosmelllikecaramel,whatnonsense,poohpeedooh!”Afterawhilehepulledhisfingerback,helditunderhisnoseandsniffed,butcouldsmellnothingexceptthechoucroutehehadeatenatlunch.Hehesitatedamoment,lookedaroundhimtomakesurenoonewaswatching,liftedthebasket,loweredhisfatnoseintoit.Expectingtoinhaleanodor,hesniffedallaroundtheinfant’shead,soclosetoitthatthethinreddishbabyhairtickledhisnostrils.Hedidnotknowexactlyhowbabies’headsweresupposedtosmell.Certainlynotlikecaramel,thatmuchwasclear,sincecaramelwasmeltedsugar,andhowcouldababythatuntilnowhaddrunkonlymilksmelllikemeltedsugar?Itmightsmelllikemilk,likewetnurse’smilk.Butitdidn’tsmelllikemilk.Itmightsmelllikehair,likeskinandhairandmaybealittlebitofbabysweat.AndTerriersniffedwiththeintentionofsmellingskin,hair,andalittlebabysweat.Buthesmellednothing.Forthelifeofhimhecouldn’t.Apparentlyaninfanthasnoodor,hethought,thatmustbeit.Aninfant,assumingitiskeptclean,simplydoesn’tsmell,anymorethanitspeaks,orwalks,orwrites.Suchthingscomeonlywithage.Strictlyspeaking,humanbeingsfirstemitanodorwhentheyreachpuberty.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 16 из 326