He greeted him with exquisite cordiality and his welcome to Amory was like a welcome unfeigned.

He was clad in white of no remembered fashion, with the green gem burning on his breast, but his manner was that of one perfectly tailored and about the most cosmopolitan offices of modernity.

One might have told him one's most subtly humourous story and rested certain of his smile.
"I wonder," he asked with engaging hesitation when he was seated, "whether I may have a--cigarette?
That is the name?
Yes, a cigarette.

Tobacco is unknown in Yaque.

We have invented no colonies useful for the luxury.