1 So there was a fearful smell and heat.
2 "I fainted then because it was so close and the smell of paint," said Raskolnikov.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER VII 3 There, too, the heat was stifling and there was a sickening smell of fresh paint and stale oil from the newly decorated rooms.
4 On the counter lay some sliced cucumber, some pieces of dried black bread, and some fish, chopped up small, all smelling very bad.
5 But she was obviously embarrassed at filling half the room and smelling so strongly of scent; and though her smile was impudent as well as cringing, it betrayed evident uneasiness.
6 There were crowds of people in the street; workmen and business people were making their way home; other people had come out for a walk; there was a smell of mortar, dust and stagnant water.
7 Then he was interested by the question why in all great towns men are not simply driven by necessity, but in some peculiar way inclined to live in those parts of the town where there are no gardens nor fountains; where there is most dirt and smell and all sorts of nastiness.
8 , the billiard table in a restaurant and some officers playing billiards, the smell of cigars in some underground tobacco shop, a tavern room, a back staircase quite dark, all sloppy with dirty water and strewn with egg-shells, and the Sunday bells floating in from somewhere.