The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. \"Want your pencil back?\" She asked him warily, squinting. She bolted upright as she heard footsteps rumble towards the door, cursing UPS for being so damn persistent in such foul weather. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is.
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