“I want to see a prisoner, Captain Rhett Butler.” “Butler again?He's popular, that man,”laughed the captain, taking a chewed cigar from his mouth.“You a relative, Ma'm?” “Yes—his—his sister.” He laughed again. “He's got a lot of sisters, one of them here yesterday....
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We wanted to make something unique, so we decided to make the box look like a book. The first volume of Saga Short Tales is called Tales of the High Primings. It came out in 2016 and we needed a strong cigar to kill the myth that we don’t make powerful cigars in the Dominican ...
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And in the door of the hardware store the man who had come a thousand miles to fill an appointment, uncertain almost to absurdity, with the friend of his youth, smoked his cigar and waited. 19 About twenty minutes he waited, and then a tall man in a long overcoat, with...
1.To name the 32 points of the compass in proper order. 2.To make a complete revolution or reversal. in a boxInformal In a very difficult or restrictive situation. outside/outside ofthe box In a strikingly unconventional or original way:thinking outside the box. ...
A loud laugh from behind Tess's back, in the shade of the garden, united with the titter within the room. She looked round, and saw the red coal of a cigar: Alec d'Urberville was standing there alone. He beckoned to her, and she reluctantly retreated towards him. "Well, my Beauty,...
His earliest days of cigar smoking—when he was a young actor, footloose in New York, trying to break into the business—will get an airing in Perlman’s memoir. He wrote part of the book to pitch it to publishers, selling it to Da Capo Press. Now that he’s finished with “Sons ...