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The slot under the blind still remained, the other window having been opened. Willis first examined the fastening of the latter in the hope of opening the sash enough to hear what was said, but to his disappointment he found it tightly closed. He had therefore to be content with observation through the slot. He watched the two men sit down at either side of the fire, and light cigars.
A little while after this the Chinaman cleared away the dessert and brought in coffee and cigars. The whiskey bottle and the syphon of soda-water reappeared. The men eased themselves in their places, pushing back from the table, lighting their cigars, talking of the beginning of the rains and the prospects of a rise in wheat.
Oldham had stated definitely that he had arrived before daylight, that he had been sitting in his chair for over an hour; that during that time he had smoked two cigars through. Neither on the broad porch, nor on the ground near it, nor in any possible receptacle were there any cigar ashes.
Real logs, large and well seasoned, burned with an agreeable crackle in the old-fashioned fireplace. Before this stood two easy-chairs, comfortably shabby; and at the arm of one of them a small table held a decanter, glasses, a siphon, and a box of cigars. As he took in these familiar details, Devon's features unconsciously relaxed.
"Far be it from me to quarrel with a man who smokes as good cigars as you do but there's something I haven't quite doped out. That is who's trespassing, me or you?" "My right here," said Mr. Magee, "is indisputable." "It's a big word," replied the other, "but you can tack it to my right here, and tell no lie. We can't dispute, so let's drop the matter.
"Never," said Aldous, accepting one of the cigars. "Thanks." As he lighted it, their eyes met again. Aldous turned to the case. "Half a dozen 'Noblemen," he said to the man behind the counter; then, to Rann: "Will you have one on me?" "With pleasure," said Rann. He added, smiling straight into the other's eyes, "What are you doing up here, Aldous? After local colour?" "Perhaps.
The food, Isabelle noticed, was plentiful and more than good. At the end of the meal the young men lighted cigarettes, and one of the nurses also smoked, while a box of cigars was placed before Renault. Some one began to sing, and the table joined the chorus, gathering about the chimney, where there were a couple of settles.
McGanum SEEMS square enough, you don't never want to forget that she's Westlake's daughter. You bet!" "What about Dr. Gould? Don't you think he's worse than either Westlake or McGanum? He's so cheap drinking, and playing pool, and always smoking cigars in such a cocky way " "That's all right now!
Then, lighting his pipe cigars being now on the expensive and forbidden list he drew a chair to his table and sat down, resting his worn face between both hands. Truly the world was not going very well with him in these days.
Orsetti and Malatesta suddenly find that their cigars want relighting, and turn aside. Orazio seats himself at a distance, and scowls at Prince Ruspoli. Nobili gives a quick glance round. An instant tells him that something is wrong. Prince Ruspoli breaks the awkward silence. He walks up, looks at Nobili with immovable gravity, then slaps him on the shoulder. "I congratulate you, Nobili.
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