From the way she talked of fine rich bouquet and nutty flavor I gathered that she had been in conversation with the tobacconist, and I told her the cigars were excellent.

Yes, they were as choice a brand as I had ever smoked.
She clapped her hands joyously at that, and said that if she had not made up her mind never to do so she would tell me what they cost.

Next she asked me to guess the price; I answered eighty shillings a hundred; and then she confessed that she got the seven for a shilling.

On our way home she made arch remarks about men who judged cigars simply by their price.

I laughed gayly in reply, begging her not to be too hard on me; and I did not even feel uneasy when she remarked that of course I would never buy those horridly expensive Villar y Villars again.