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. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air. Between Canton and Hartford two giants had risen, invisible but menacing— Fear and Doubt. Their small talk continued. Can’t ask the gent to go abroad and condone a bigamy.
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