Scott Aidan

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At the sound of approaching footsteps he looked round, and came out in haste from among his plants, in a great wave of fragrance, which clung about him and distilled from the folds of his coarse tunic like the miraculous sweetness conferred upon some otherwise unimpressive-looking saint.
One Corpse Too Many (Chronicles of Brother Cadfael, #2)
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