Chapter

 1 XI    |     English coal, threw out its smoke upon cotton, coffee, nutmeg,
 2 XIII  |      the midst of the clouds of smoke, which only heightened his
 3 XIII  |        pyre in the midst of the smoke and, profiting by the still
 4 XIV   |         puffing clouds of black smoke heavenward. ~Night came
 5 XIX   |     agonies. A great smoker can smoke as many as eight pipes a
 6 XXI   |         crowned with wreaths of smoke, appeared on the edge of
 7 XXIII |       the air, with the odorous smoke of his pipe, a series of
 8 XXVI  |        sheet, against which the smoke of the locomotive had a
 9 XXVI  |        cascades, and twined its smoke among the branches of the
10 XXX   | disappeared, mingling its white smoke with the eddies of the densely
11 XXXII |      funnel, puffing a cloud of smoke, indicated that she was
12 XXXIII|       vomited forth torrents of smoke. The vessel continued to