I said to myself, ‘this will come. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. ‘That’s better,’ said Gerald, and let her go. I mean Miss Charvill no harm.
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