smelled造句
91. He smelled of stale faeces and tomato sauce.
92. She smelled his closeness, rank and foxy.
93. But it smelled awful. Good grief!
94. The money smelled stale, and humid.
95. I smelled sweat and the drink on his breath.
96. In another cupboard my fingers touched a bottle of something that smelled like vinegar, or vinegar concentrate.
97. Death was there, in the kitchen. the whole house smelled delicious.
98. The apartment door was already standing open and the hallway smelled of stale smoke.
99. Through nostrils she smelled the fear and the death in this wretched band more powerfully.
100. It smelled of perfume and breath and there were horrible little bells.
101. The floor of the barn was cold stone and slimy and smelled of engine oil and damp cereals.
102. Gnoya Street still smelled of oil, of horse droppings, soap and axle grease.
103. Tallis smelled blood and the more offensive stink of ordure.
104. The floors gleamed, and the house smelled sweetly of soap and fresh air.
105. When I woke, I smelled coffee and heard footsteps in the kitchen and the hallway.
106. Jane smelled of coriander and clay soaked by hard rain.
107. The car had a bench seat in the front and smelled of warm leather and old cigarette smoke.
108. The Wards' house was always shining and smelled fresh, of lemon oil and soap.
109. It smelled of wood and a sort of quite pleasant mustiness.
110. The butcher's counter was covered in huge slabs of red meat and the air smelled of blood.
111. After a while my hands smelled like an old-time Catholic school lunch room on a hot Friday.
112. Without the aromas of food, McAllister smelled sour and old.
113. As soon as she reached the open door, she smelled blood.
114. The boy handed him a limp paper bag that smelled of tuna fish.
115. It seemed to me that I smelled groats and mushrooms cooking.
116. The air smelled of spices and there were hissing sounds from the bushes.
117. And I smelled the pungent stickiness of the glue when I pasted the labels on the matchboxes, table, and chairs.
118. Some of the canals we crossed smelled like open sewers, and the odor would just about knock you out.
119. I was already being patient with the way he smelled, not exactly like the perfume department.
120. I smelled camphor and looked up into the bright, sun-reflecting glasses of my uncle.
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