"My Great-Aunt Petunia!" exclaimed Chick, "what is that smell?"
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I'm a little bit disgusted with the pairing of "My Great-Aunt Petunia" and "What is that smell?" Anyway, I don't know if Chick actually has a Great-Aunt Petunia or if that was some kind of cool exclamation all the kids were using back in 1893.
The smell is Darby's cigarette, indicating it is not the standard tobacco (which was previously suggested in the prior sentence. Sometimes a writer likes to build up the clues so readers can think they're smart when they guess what's about to happen. In this case, Darby and Chick are about to get fuckin' ripped).
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