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. My poor son despairs of me, for I have primed every member of the family to bring me the latest novels whenever they choose to visit. . No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. " But this difficulty was only overcome to be succeeded by one still greater. . " "No doubt," he replied.
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