Deiwin Sarjas

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He took one out, unscrewed the top and sniffed it. He smiled involuntarily; it smelt so sweet, so appealing, as when one hears kind words, words of praise from someone very dear and has no idea what they are for and has no wish to know, when one is simply happy in knowing who is speaking them.
The Castle (Classics of World Literature)
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