“Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. He kissed her again. "Caught!" shouted the head-turnkey. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian fluid. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume.
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