Парфюмер. История одного убийцы

Chapter 13

           Hewouldgouptohiswifenowandinformherofhisdecision,andthenhewouldmakeapilgrimagetoNotre-DameandlightacandlethankingGodforHisgraciouspromptingandforhavingendowedhim,GiuseppeBaldini,withsuchunbelievablestrengthofcharacter.Withalmostyouthfulelan,heploppedhiswigontohisbaldhead,slippedintohisbluecoat,grabbedthecandlestickfromthedesk,andlefthisstudy.Hehadjustlitthetallowcandleinthestairwelltolighthiswayuptohislivingquarterswhenheheardadoorbellringonthegroundfloor.ItwasnotthePersianchimesattheshopdoor,buttheshrillringoftheservants’entrance,arepulsivesoundthathadalwaysannoyedhim.Hehadoftenmadeuphismindtohavethethingremovedandreplacedwithamorepleasantbell,butthenthecostwouldalwaysseemexcessive.Thethoughtsuddenlyoccurredtohim-andhegiggledasitdid-thatitmadenodifferencenow,hewouldbesellingtheobtrusivedoorbellalongwiththehouse.Lethissuccessordealwiththevexation!Thebellrangshrillyagain.Hecockedhisearforsoundsbelow.ApparentlyChenierhadalreadylefttheshop.Andtheservantgirlseemednotabouttoansweriteither.SoBaldiniwentdownstairstoopenthedoorhimself.Hepulledbackthebolt,swungtheheavydooropen-andsawnothing.Thedarknesscompletelyswallowedthelightofhiscandle.Then,verygradually,hebegantomakeoutafigure,achildorahalf-grownboycarryingsomethingoverhisarm

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