Still, there must be things she couldn't do.
"You got to smoke and chew and curse," he warned her.
"I won't, either! It says Ben Blunt was a sturdy lad of good habits.
Besides, I could smoke if I wanted to.

I already have.

I smoked Harvey D.'s pipe." "Who's Harvey D. ?" "My father.

I smoked his pipe repeatedly." "Repeatedly ?" "Well, I smoked it twice.

That's repeatedly, ain't it?
I'd have done it more repeatedly, but Miss Murtree sneaked in and made a scene." "Did you swallow the smoke through your nose ?" "I--I guess so.