"I should have thought you would have been virile enough to like rank things.

To judge by the tobacco you smoke, you do." "Poisonous, isn't it ?" said Nick.

"I suppose it soothes his nerves, but it sets everyone else's on edge." Violet stretched out her hand to a box of cigarettes that stood on a table within reach.

"You would probably feel insulted if I offered you one of these," she said, "but I practically live on them." "Very bad for you," said Max.
She snapped her fingers at him.

"Then I shall certainly continue the pernicious habit.