I finished my cigar in a few minutes, and now was the time when I would have liked to begin the experiment.

As Pettigrew's guest, however, I could not take that liberty, though he impudently pushed the garden tobacco toward me.

I produced my pipe, my intention being only to half fill it with Arcadia, so that Pettigrew and I might finish our pipes at the same time.

Custom, however, got the better of me, and inadvertently I filled my pipe, only noticing this when it was too late to remedy the mistake.

Pettigrew thus finished before me; and though I advised him to begin on the garden tobacco without waiting for me, he insisted on smoking half a pipeful of Arcadia, just to keep me company.