. " "I'll bet she still smells to heaven with sour coconut. " "Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg. 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.
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