The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. ” “Well?” “Sir John came to me—that you know—and you can guess what I told him.
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