Onebyone,asthecharactersofacryptographbecomeexplicit,thelittlesignsleftbythefurnishedroom'sprocessionofguestsdevelopedasignificance. Thethreadbarespaceintheruginfrontofthedressertoldthatlovelywomanhadmarchedinthethrong. Tinyfingerprintsonthewallspokeoflittleprisonerstryingtofeeltheirwaytosunandair. Asplatteredstain,rayingliketheshadowofaburstingbomb,witnessedwhereahurledglassorbottlehadsplinteredwithitscontentsagainstthewall. Acrossthepierglasshadbeenscrawledwithadiamondinstaggeringlettersthename"Marie." Itseemedthatthesuccessionofdwellersinthefurnishedroomhadturnedinfury--perhapstemptedbeyondforbearancebyitsgarishcoldness--andwreakeduponittheirpassions. Thefurniturewaschippedandbruised;thecouch,distortedbyburstingsprings,seemedahorriblemonsterthathadbeenslainduringthestressofsomegrotesqueconvulsion. Somemorepotentupheavalhadclovenagreatslicefromthemarblemantel. Eachplankinthefloorowneditsparticularcantandshriekasfromaseparateandindividualagony. Itseemedincrediblethatallthismaliceandinjuryhadbeenwroughtupontheroombythosewhohadcalleditforatimetheirhome; andyetitmayhavebeenthecheatedhomeinstinctsurvivingblindly,theresentfulrageatfalsehouseholdgodsthathadkindledtheirwrath. Ahutthatisourownwecansweepandadornandcherish. Theyoungtenantinthechairallowedthesethoughtstofile,soft-shod,throughhismind,whiletheredriftedintotheroomfurnishedsoundsandfurnishedscents. Heheardinoneroomatitteringandincontinent,slacklaughter;inothersthemonologueofascold,therattlingofdice,alullaby,andonecryingdully; abovehimabanjotinkledwithspirit.Doorsbangedsomewhere;theelevatedtrainsroaredintermittently;acatyowledmiserablyuponabackfence. Andhebreathedthebreathofthehouse--adanksavourratherthanasmell--acold,mustyeffluviumasfromundergroundvaultsmingledwiththereekingexhalationsoflinoleumandmildewedandrottenwoodwork. Then,suddenly,asherestedthere,theroomwasfilledwiththestrong,sweetodourofmignonette. Itcameasuponasinglebuffetofwindwithsuchsurenessandfragranceandemphasisthatitalmostseemedalivingvisitant. Andthemancriedaloud:"What,dear?"asifhehadbeencalled,andsprangupandfacedabout. Therichodourclungtohimandwrappedhimaround.Hereachedouthisarmsforit,allhissensesforthetimeconfusedandcommingled. Howcouldonebeperemptorilycalledbyanodour?Surelyitmusthavebeenasound.But,wasitnotthesoundthathadtouched,thathadcaressedhim? "Shehasbeeninthisroom,"hecried,andhesprangtowrestfromitatoken, forheknewhewouldrecognizethesmallestthingthathadbelongedtoherorthatshehadtouched. Thisenvelopingscentofmignonette,theodourthatshehadlovedandmadeherown--whencecameit? Theroomhadbeenbutcarelesslysetinorder. Scatteredupontheflimsydresserscarfwerehalfadozenhairpins--thosediscreet,indistinguishablefriendsofwomankind,feminineofgender,infiniteofmoodanduncommunicativeoftense. Theseheignored,consciousoftheirtriumphantlackofidentity. Ransackingthedrawersofthedresserhecameuponadiscarded,tiny,raggedhandkerchief. Hepressedittohisface.Itwasracyandinsolentwithheliotrope;hehurledittothefloor. Inanotherdrawerhefoundoddbuttons,atheatreprogramme,apawnbroker'scard,twolostmarshmallows,abookonthedivinationofdreams. Inthelastwasawoman'sblacksatinhairbow,whichhaltedhim,poisedbetweeniceandfire. Buttheblacksatinhairbowalsoisfemininity'sdemure,impersonal,commonornament,andtellsnotales. Andthenhetraversedtheroomlikeahoundonthescent,skimmingthewalls,consideringthecornersofthebulgingmattingonhishandsandknees,rummagingmantelandtables,thecurtainsandhangngs,thedrunkencabinetinthecorner, foravisiblesign,unabletoperceivethatshewastherebeside,around,against,within,abovehim,clingingtohim,wooinghim,callinghimsopoignantlythroughthefinersensesthatevenhisgrosseronesbecamecognisantofthecall. Onceagainheansweredloudly:"Yes,dear!"andturned,wild-eyed,togazeonvacancy, forhecouldnotyetdiscernformandcolourandloveandoutstretchedarmsintheodourofmnignonette. Oh,God!whencethatodour,andsincewhenhaveodourshadavoicetocall?Thushegroped.