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. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. Bu buluşma, ikisi için başka bir dönüm noktasıydı. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had put terror into her heart. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. There's something human about you now. Like carpenter, like chips.
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