At the small tables which were arranged about the room some thirty customers were drinking English beer, porter, gin, and brandy; smoking, the while, long red clay pipes
stuffed with little balls of opium mingled with essence of rose.
Seated round the table were four or five boys, none older than the Dodger, smoking long clay pipes
, and drinking spirits with the air of middle-aged men.
He uttered little crooning noises, alternating with sharp cries akin to pain, half-ecstatic, half-petulant, as he drew a black clay pipe
from a hole in his ear-lobe, and into the bowl of it, with trembling fingers, untwisted and crumbled the cheap leaf of spoiled Virginia crop.
He had invented a machine to blow huge soap-bubbles, as big as balloons, and this machine was hidden under the platform so that only the rim of the big clay pipe
to produce the bubbles showed above the flooring.
The torn ear had been pierced again, but this time not so ambitiously, for the hole accommodated no more than a short clay pipe
There was an old fellow there, smoking a long clay pipe
, and we naturally began chatting.
When we had made an end of our meal, my uncle Ebenezer unlocked a drawer, and drew out of it a clay pipe
and a lump of tobacco, from which he cut one fill before he locked it up again.
Then when the place was spotlessly clean and smelled clean she lighted her clay pipe
and she and Tom had a smoke to- gether.
Here he went through the not very difficult process of winking upon the company with his solitary eye, to the enthusiastic delight of an elderly personage with a dirty face and a clay pipe
Through the haze I had a vague vision of Holmes in his dressing-gown coiled up in an armchair with his black clay pipe
between his lips.
It passed as a mere eccentricity when they heard of her stout drinking, her cigarette smoking, her occasional whiffs at a long clay pipe
, her horsewhipping of a drunken servant, and her companionship with the snake Eliza, whom she was in the habit of bearing about in her pocket.
He curled himself up in his chair, with his thin knees drawn up to his hawk-like nose, and there he sat with his eyes closed and his black clay pipe
thrusting out like the bill of some strange bird.