The men observe Remedios the Beauty
"The rotten tiles broke with a noise of disaster and the man barely had time to let out a cry of terror as he cracked his skull and was killed outright on the cement floor.
The foreigners, who heard the noise in the dining room and hastened over to remove the body, noticed the suffocating odor of Remedios the Beauty on his skin. It was so deep in his body that the cracks in his skull did not give off blood but an amber-colored oil that was impregnated with that secret perfume. And then they understood that the smell of Remedios the Beauty kept on torturing men beyond death right down to the dust of their bones.
Remedios the Beauty was clutching a sheet; 'Quite the opposite,' she said; 'I never felt better.' She just finished saying it when Fernanda felt a delicate wind of light pull the sheets out of her hands, and open them up wide. Amaranta felt a mysterious trembling in the lace of her petticoats and she tried to grasp the sheet, so she wouldn't fall down, at the instant in which Remedios the Beauty began to rise.
[Fernanda] left the sheets to the mercy of the light, as she watched Remedios the Beauty waving goodbye in the midst of flapping sheets that rose up with her... and they were lost forever with her in the upper atmosphere where not even the highest flying birds of memory could reach her."