The dry, sweet smell of baby powder followed her in a cloud.

There was a thick, dry smell of smoke in the cool room, easier to breathe almost than air.

There was the dry dusty smell of old cloth and paper.

There appeared to be little dust, but the air had the dry smell common to sound storerooms.

The forest had a dry, musty smell to it, like old dust.

There was the dry, tombstone smell of old books and church towers.

And for the first time she noticed the dry, earthen smell of the room.

There was a dry smell in the air, dizzying though not unpleasant.

There was the dry and abrasive smell of dust in the night air.

There was a dry, clean, industrial smell in the air.