"It seems to me, with all our means, you might smoke cigars now, Henry.

I saw real nice ones advertised two for five cents the other day, and you needn't smoke more than two a day." Henry sniffed slightly.
"I suppose you think women don't know anything about cigars," said Sylvia; "but I can smell, anyhow, and I know Mr.Allen is smoking a real good cigar." "Yes, he is," assented Henry.
"And I don't believe he pays more than a cent apiece.

His cigars have gilt papers around them, and I know as well as I want to they're cheap; I know a cent apiece is a much as he pays.

He smokes so many he can't pay more than that." Henry sniffed again, but Sylvia did not hear.

She had one deaf ear, and she was lying on her sound one.