Oscar Wilde. The Picture of Dorian Gray
First: The studio was filled with the rich odor of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.
Last: It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was.
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