He threw away the ill-smelling stub and inserted a fresh one.

"What a relief it will be from the ill-smelling streets and stuffy shops," one man wrote.

It was an ill-smelling close place, but warm, and there was straw on the ground.

I entered an ill-smelling maze of alleys, my heart pounding.

Mace knew the town well and led us to an ill-smelling tavern on the east of the settlement.

Mallory walked down the line of ill-smelling oysters and limp vegetables.

She tried the faucet; a thin trickle of ill-smelling water emerged.

He rummaged in the cabin and came up with additional ill-smelling garments.

Are these ill-smelling innocents better off than that heretic?

His prison was featureless except for an ill-smelling gutter and a low shelf on which to sleep.

There were not even any clouds in the sky; just ominous drifts of ill-smelling smog.

With no more apparatus than an ill-smelling lantern I have evoked him on the naked links.

There was a great rent in the silken tunnel, and a puddle of ill-smelling stuff lay upon the ground.

About an hour after noon, Maia realized something ill-smelling and foul-colored had entered the stream.

Stooping, he entered the ill-smelling circular conduit, groping his way slowly along.

Back at the table she picked up an armload of coats, as ragged and ill-smelling as everything else.

Ill-smelling," he added, wrinkling his long nose in my direction, "but capable."

The three passed under the open portcullis, into an ill-smelling courtyard, with a row of parapets fifty feet above.

The night was hot, and the shop, close shut and surrounded by so foul a neighbourhood, was ill-smelling.

Books for the general reader are always ill-smelling books, the odour of paltry people clings to them.

Glinnes slid down the flume and jumped to a ledge of ill-smelling black mud.

Baltea: Well, that's enough to tell me, for I never Have liked ill-smelling men.

I tried to struggle, and immediately was crushed to the ground by the overpowering weight of a score of soft, ill-smelling bodies.

He ordered a leap-horse; Reith mounted the ill-smelling beast with trepidation.

The roots are fibrous, wood is ill-smelling.