Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 31

           Onlythatbasicodor,theprimitivehumaneffluvium,wastrulyfamiliartothem;theylivedexclusivelywithinitanditmadethemfeelsecure;andonlyapersonwhogaveoffthatstandardvilevaporwaseverconsideredoneoftheirown.ItwasastrangeperfumethatGrenouillecreatedthatday.Therehadneverbeforebeenastrangeroneonearth.Itdidnotsmelllikeascent,butlikeahumanbeingwhogivesoffascent.Ifonehadsmelledthisperfumeinadarkroom,onewouldhavethoughtasecondpersonwasstandingthere.Andifahumanbeing,whosmelledlikeahumanbeing,hadappliedit,thatpersonwouldhaveseemedtohavethesmelloftwopeople,or,worsestill,tobeamonstrousdoublecreature,likesomefigurethatyoucannolongerclearlypinpointbecauseitlooksblurredandoutoffocus,likesomethingatthebottomofalakebeneaththeshiverofwaves.Andtoimitatethishumanodor-quiteunsatisfactorily,ashehimselfknew,butcleverlyenoughtodeceiveothers-GrenouillegatheredupthemoststrikingingredientsinRunel’sworkshop.Therewasalittlepileofcatshitbehindthethresholdofthedoorleadingouttothecourtyard,stillratherfresh.Hetookahalfteaspoonofitandplacedittogetherwithseveraldropsofvinegarandfinelygroundsaltinamixingbottle.Undertheworktablehefoundathumbnail-sizedpieceofcheese,apparentlyfromoneofRunel’slunches.Itwasalreadyquiteold,hadbeguntodecompose,andgaveoffabiting,pungentodor.

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