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. "Oh lord! I hope not. I would be too 222 busy protecting you. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. The fever came. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. "Sorry you're obliged to keep your word. "I give you joy of the capture, Mr. Many other expedients occurred to her; but after making several ineffectual attempts to get into the Mint unobserved, they were all abandoned. But all normal humans smelled wonderful to her, even dirty ones.
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