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. She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred. I will endeavour. Be frank, I beg you, Miss Pellissier.
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