Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 35

           Bloodrushedtohisheadasifhewerealittleboycaughtred-handed,andthenitretreatedtohissolarplexus,andthenrushedupagainandretreatedagain,andhecoulddonothingtostopit.Thisattackofscenthadcomeontoosuddenly.Foramoment,forabreath,foraneternityitseemedtohim,timewasdoubledorhaddisappearedcompletely,forhenolongerknewwhethernowwasnowandherewashere,orwhethernowwasnotinfactthenandherethere-thatis,theruedesMaraisinParis,September1753.Thescentfloatingoutofthegardenwasthescentoftheredheadedgirlhehadmurderedthatnight.Tohavefoundthatscentinthisworldonceagainbroughttearsofblisstohiseyes—andtoknowthatitcouldnotpossiblybetruefrightenedhimtodeath.Hewasdizzy,hetotteredalittleandhadtosupporthimselfagainstthewall,sinkingslowlydownagainstitinacrouch.Collectinghimselfandgainingcontrolofhissenses,hebegantoinhalethefatalscentinshort,lessdangerousbreaths.Andheestablishedthat,whilethescentfrombehindthewallboreanextremeresemblancetothescentoftheredheadedgirl,itwasnotcompletelythesame.Tobesure,italsocamefromaredheadedgirl,therewasnodoubtofthat.Inhisolfactoryimagination,Grenouillesawthisgirlasifinapicture:shewasnotsittingstill,shewasjumpingabout,warmingupandthencoolingoff,apparentlyplayingsomegameinwhichshehadtomovequicklyandthenjustasquicklystandstill-withasecondperson,bytheway,someonewithatotallyinsignificantodor.Shehaddazzlinglywhiteskin.Shehadgreeneyes.

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