Smoking

Examples

• The baggage-car was divided into three compartments--one for trunks and packages, one for the mail, and one for smoking. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
• Mr. George, still composedly smoking, replies, If I had, I shouldn't trouble them. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• But the law insists on your smoking your cigar, sir, when you have once chosen it. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Perhaps he did, having just left a pleasant little smoking-party of twelve medical students, in a small back parlour with a large fire. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Chadband, at last seeing his opportunity, makes his accustomed signal and rises with a smoking head, which he dabs with his pocket-handkerchief. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• A great party of us were on deck smoking and making a noise, and waiting to see famous Scylla and Charybdis. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• He was smoking a cigarette and he held a bowl of coffee in one hand and blew smoke onto its surface as he raised it to his lips. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• I was smoking in my dressing-room. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• He lay back in bed smoking a cigarette. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
• Her fingers were white and wrinkled with washing, and the soap-suds were yet smoking which she wiped off her arms. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Pablo shook his head and went on smoking. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• He was smoking one of the Russian cigarettes and in the glow, as he drew on the cigarette, his round face showed. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• Armitage and Ramsden smoking, Malone swaggering, your uncle sneering, Mr. Sykes sipping a cordial, and Moore himself in his cold man-of-business vein! Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• You can't tell what you're smoking in one of these new houses--likely as not the CHEF buys the cigars. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Rigaud was the first, and walked by himself smoking. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• I'll have no more of your pipe-smokings and swaggerings. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.

Edited by Glenn