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His sensation of shame had fleeted away, leaving only a conviction that Hermione's absence gave him a right to snatch all the pleasure he could from the hands of the passing hour. He drew out his cigar-case and offered it to Salvatore. "One day I want to come fishing with you if you'll take me," he said. Salvatore looked eager.

He extracted a cigar from his cigar-case, carefully cut off the tip and as carefully restored the cigar to its place. Then he clasped his interlocked fingers around his knee, and for the next ten minutes strove, like a gentleman, not to listen.

"Oh," said Masham, eyeing me all over, as he lit a cigar, and then held out his cigar-case to me. "What do you smoke, Batchelor?" "I don't smoke, thank you," said I. "Have you given it up, then?" said Hawkesbury. "You used to smoke at Doubleday's parties." "Ah! I thought he looked like a chap that smoked," said Masham, holding out his case again. "Don't be modest, Batchelor.

Merritt, I don't propose to tell you too much, but you can help me a little farther on the way. That cigar-case you saw in Van Sneck's possession passed to Mr. Henson. By him, or by somebody in his employ, it was substituted for a precisely similar case intended for a present to Mr. Steel. The substitution has caused Mr. Steel a great deal of trouble."

His thoughts did not soothe him, for he presently raised his head with a short laugh, saying to himself, "Where is my cigar-case? I will go and have a smoke to get rid of this fit of the blues. I shall have to curb that child's tongue a little. She is getting too troublesome."

"When we have Van Sneck all right again, and ready to swear to the author of the mischief, you will have to be satisfied." "That would satisfy me, sir. And I'm glad that cigar-case mystery is settled. You'll let me know how the operation goes on?" Steel promised to do so, and the two returned to Downend Terrace together. They found Heritage a little excited and disturbed.

He only came always to my table and, as long as his leisure would permit, let words flutter from him like swallows leaving a barn at daylight. "How did the cigar-case come to be broken, Eighteen?" I asked, with a certain feeling of personal grievance. "I can tell you about that, sir," said he, resting his foot on the chair next to mine.

The dentist looked very pale and haggard in the gas-light, and his eyes had the dull sunken appearance induced by prolonged sleeplessness. George sat watching his brother thoughtfully for some time, and then produced his cigar-case. "You don't mind my smoke here?" he asked, as he lighted a cigar. "Not at all.

We've kinder got to look on you as one of us, an' there ain't no use in you sufferin' around with what ails you when there ain't no need of it." Madison's replies had been equally void of versatility he would shake his head doubtfully, while his cigar-case circulated around the group. Madison sniffed luxuriously at his thoroughbred Havana.

My reply would have been that I never cared to smoke in the open air, if she had not often seen me do so. Besides, I wanted to please her very much; and if what I did was weak I have been severely punished for it. The pocket into which I had thrust the Celebros also contained my cigar-case; and with my hand in the pocket I covertly felt for a Villar y Villar and squeezed it into the envelope.