It was the sweetish smell of a tax shelter.

When the gateway opened there in the middle of the room, a sweetish smell familiar to any farmer drifted through.

The air had the faint sweetish smell of old age.

The air was close, with a thick, sweetish smell of liquor.

There was a sweetish smell in Conan's nostrils, and the world swam before his eyes.

The sweetish smell of his Fatima poisoned the air for me.

There was a sweetish smell to the damp straw.

A faint sweetish smell told me everything I wanted to know about it before we got there.

Charlie crossed the kitchen, trying not to breathe in too much of the cloying, sweetish smell which now permeated the entire house.

As she lifted the sash the few inches it would travel, a faint sweetish smell drifted in.