Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 44

           Atmosttheywerenomorethanahalfmilewestofhim,somewhereintheforestsoftheTanneron.Theywereholdingcoursesouthwards,towardthesea.Justashewas.Aroundfiveo’clockthatevening,GrenouillereachedLaNapoule.Hewenttotheinn,ate,andaskedforcheaplodging.HewasajourneymantannerfromNice,hesaid,onhiswaytoMarseille.Hecouldspendthenightinastall,theytoldhim.Therehelaydowninacornerandrested.Hecouldsmellthethreeridersapproaching.Heneedonlywait.Twohourslater-itwasdeepduskbythen-theyarrived.Topreservetheirdisguise,theyhadchangedcostumes.Thetwowomennowworedarkcloaksandveils,Richisablackfrockcoat.HeidentifiedhimselfasanoblemanonhiswayfromCastellane;inthemorninghewantedtobeferriedovertotheliesdeLSrins,theinnkeepershouldmakearrangementsforaboattobereadybysunrise.Werethereanyotherguestsinthehousebesideshimselfandhispeople?No,saidtheinnkeeper,onlyajourneymantannerfromNicewhowasspendingthenightinastall.Richissentthewomentotheirroom.Hewasgoingouttothestalls,hesaid,togetsomethingfromthesaddlebags.Atfirsthecouldnotfindthejourneymantanner,hehadtoaskagroomtogivehimalantern.Thenhesawhim,lyingonsomestrawandanoldblanketinonecorner,hisheadrestingonhisknapsack,soundasleep.HelookedsototallyinsignificantthatforamomentRichishadtheimpressionthathewasnoteventhere,butwasmerelyachimeracastbytheswayingshadowofthelanterncandle.

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