Reacher could smell mildew from the cushions, and bourbon from the bottle.

I could smell mildew beneath an odor of fresh-baked bread.

You can smell mildew in stale air.

As he brushed past I could smell wood smoke and mildew and something like mushrooms or moss.

It was dank down there, and she smelled mildew.

Dust filled the air, making her nose itch; other than that, lacking Ward's senses, she could only smell damp and mildew.

I smelled sewage, mildew, and the ozone of uninsulated power cables.

It smelled, sweat and dirty clothes and mildew - real.

Down here, close to the old man, he could smell sour sweat, mildew, and some sweet bland smell like corn.

She took another breath, smelling mildew, and swallowed back bile that threatened to climb her throat.