She had flung away from her father’s support with the finest assumption of personal independence. I hated the stuff. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. "No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild.
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