Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 10

           BALDINI:It’sofnoconsequenceatalltomeinanycase.CHENIER:Naturallynot.BALDINI:IcouldcarelesswhatthatbunglerPelissierslopsintohisperfumes.Icertainlywouldnottakemyinspirationfromhim,Iassureyou.CHENIER:You’reabsolutelyright,monsieur.BALDINI:Asyouknow,Itakemyinspirationfromnoone.Asyouknow,!createmyownperfumes.CHENIER:Idoknow,monsieur.BALDINI:Ialonegivebirthtothem.CHENIER:Iknow.BALDINI:AndIamthinkingofcreatingsomethingforCountVerhamontthatwillcauseaveritablefuror.CHENIER:Iamsureitwill,MonsieurBaldini.BALDINI:Takechargeoftheshop.Ineedpeaceandquiet.Don’tletanyonenearme,Chenier.Andwiththat,heshuffledaway-notatalllikeastatue,butasbefittedhisage,bentover,butsofarthathelookedalmostasifhehadbeenbeaten-andslowlyclimbedthestairstohisstudyonthesecondfloor.Cheniertookhisplacebehindthecounter,positioninghimselfexactlyashismasterhadstoodbefore,andstaredfixedlyatthedoor.Heknewwhatwouldhappeninthenextfewhours:absolutelynothingintheshop,andupinBaldini’sstudy,theusualcatastrophe.Baldiniwouldtakeoffhisbluecoatdrenchedinfrangipani,sitdownathisdesk,andwaitforinspiration.Theinspirationwouldnotcome.Hewouldthenhurryovertothecupboardwithitshundredsofvialsandstartmixingthemhaphazardly.Themixturewouldbeafailure.Hewouldcurse,flingopenthewindow,andpourthestuffintotheriver.

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