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. I have been thinking—I will go to my wife again. "I was only just in time. “Quite unusually cold for the time of year,” he said. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin.
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