Mrs Purvis proved to be fat, cheerful woman who, the moment she set eyes upon Venetia, gave a delighted cry and embraced her very heartily. She smelt of sweet milk, new bread and freshly turned earth, as if she had spent the morning in the dairy, the kitchen and the vegetable-garden - as indeed she had.
Fra novellesamlingen The Ladies of Grace Adieu and other stories av Susanna Clarke

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