smell a rat

By the time it concluded with a sing-a-long of “XO,” Beyoncé had done the rare thing.

Now-a-days it is the bankrupt who flouts, and his too confiding creditors who are jeered and laughed at.

He felt himself the meanest, vilest thing a-crawl upon this sinful earth, and she—dear God!

All that scientific bric-a-brac in the cupboard had far better be thrown away.

This gives to the second volume something of the smell of an apple store-room.

From early morn to early morn again, the hot winds continued, and the air was surcharged with the smell of burning plants.