Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. As a dog eats grass. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. ” She shook her head, snapping out of her reverie. He listened. " "Graves. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them.
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