Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 30

           Hehadnotfeltanydifferentfromthewayhedidnow;andnow,ifheclosedhiseyes,hefeltnotonebitdifferentfromthen.Heinhaledtheairthatroseupfromhisownbodyandsmelledthebadperfumeandthevelvetandthefreshlygluedleatherofhisshoes;hesmelledthesilkcloth,thepowder,themakeup,thelightscentofthesoapfromPotosi.Andsuddenlyheknewthatithadnotbeenthedovebouillonnortheventilationhocus-pocusthathadmadeanormalpersonoutofhim,butsolelythesefewclothes,thehaircut,andthelittlemasqueradewithcosmetics.Heblinkedasheopenedhiseyesandsawhowthegentlemaninthemirrorblinkedbackathimandhowalittlesmileplayedabouthiscarminelips,asifsignalingtohimthathedidnotfindhimtotallyunattractive.AndGrenouillehimselffoundthatthegentlemaninthemirror,thisodorlessfiguredressedandmadeuplikeaman,wasnotallthatbadeither;atleastitseemedtohimasifthefigure-onceitscostumehadbeenperfected-mighthaveaneffectontheworldoutsidethathe,Grenouille,wouldneverhaveexpectedofhimself.Henoddedtothefigureandsawthatinnoddingbackitflareditsnostrilssurreptitiously.

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