Mr Fred
“There is nothing that calls back the past so vividly as an old and familiar smell. I knew then what had turned my thoughts to Mr Fred tonight. I am over eighty now, but that aroma would still take me back. When Inspector Brunt tore the door open in front of my face, I caught the tang of a brand of pipe tobacco that I shall recognize to my dying day.
Inspector Brunt, of course, thought it was my f...
“There is nothing that calls back the past so vividly as an old and familiar smell. I knew then what had turned my thoughts to Mr Fred tonight. I am over eighty now, but that aroma would still take me back. When Inspector Brunt tore the door open in front of my face, I caught the tang of a brand of pipe tobacco that I shall recognize to my dying day.
Inspector Brunt, of course, thought it was my f...
