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Leaning against a door-post, I remained standing there, gazed across the street, unrolled one of the cigarettes, poured the granular black tobacco into the palm of my hand, decanted it back into the corn leaf, and lighted the preparation. I looked across the street and was infinitely happy, though there was not much to see.
At the end of one gold chain was a gold cigarette-case, from which he produced gold-tipped cigarettes. At the end of another was a gold matchbox. At the end of another, which he may or may not have drawn out by mistake, were all sorts of things knives, keys, mirrors, and pencils. A singular ceremony! But I was now in the world of gold.
I descended the steps in charge of this pretty cavalier, allowed her to seat me at the most remote of the tables, and accepted without unwillingness other gallantries of hers in the matter of coffee and cigarettes. "And now," she said, "now that I've done so much for your DEAREST hopes and comfort, look up at the milky moon, and tell me ALL!" "If you can bear it?"
I have tried to be good, and have never smoked cigarettes or been decietful except when forced to be by the Familey not understanding. But I know I am far from being what Carter Brooks thinks me to be. I have called Hannah and given her my old watch, with money to for a new chrystal. Also stood by at Salute while my father brought in the Emblem.
Hitchcock, of Ambrose; Dr. Meylin, of Columbia as a result of repeated and careful measurements both of smokers and non-smokers. Judge Ben Lindsey says: "No pure-minded, honest, manly, brave boy will smoke a cigarette." "Home-Run" Baker says: "I do not smoke never did. If any youngster wants advice from one who doesn't mean to preach, there it is: Leave cigarettes alone!" Dr.
Lord Arranmore sat a little forward in his high-backed chair, one hand grasping the arm, the other stretched flat upon the table before him. By his side, neglected, was a cedar-wood box of his favourite cigarettes. "I am going," he said, thoughtfully, "to tell you a story, of whom the hero is myself.
"Everything: your cigarettes ... the salvias ... the photograph that Bonavent found in Victoire's prayer-book ... that man in motoring dress ... and finally, your break-down," said Guerchard; and the accusation and the threat rang clearer. The Duke rose from his chair quickly and said haughtily, in icy tones: "M. Guerchard, you've been drinking!"
She had, he said, no "nonsense" about her, by which term Mr. Sims indicated religion. She drank lager beer, played tennis as well as any man in the college, and smoked cigarettes a whole generation in advance of the age. Mr. Sims, so I gather, never proposed to her, nor came within a measurable distance of doing so.
He was miserably conscious of acute distress. "Do—do you mind my smoking?" he stammered. "Not at all," she rejoined amiably. "I like the odor of cigarettes. Shall I stop a little, while you set yourself afire?" "It isn’t necessary," he said. "I can set myself afire under any circumstances." He lit a cigarette. "Is he English?" he couldn’t help asking then. "Yes," she said; "I like the English."
I generally bring mine up here.... Sit down. Make yourself comfortable." Frank said nothing. He sat down. He put his cap on the floor by his chair and leaned back. The other, with rather nervous movements, set a steaming cup by his side, and a small silver box of cigarettes, matches and an ash-tray.
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