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 1      I,  I    |       conducting the dense black smoke into the outer air. This
 2      I,  I    |      wind drove back a volume of smoke into the room, dimming the
 3      I,  XIII |     encrusted with snow, and the smoke from its fires assuming
 4      I,  XIII |          the chimneys would riot smoke.~“Of course they will smoke,
 5      I,  XIII |      smoke.~“Of course they will smoke, madam,” replied Hobson
 6      I,  XV   |   perhaps even the cloud of blue smoke, which was no doubt at that
 7      I,  XV   |       you yet.”~“But there is no smoke issuing from any of them,”
 8      I,  XVIII|        but a few blue wreaths of smoke would have betrayed the
 9      I,  XVIII|          crash like thunder, the smoke was forced back into the
10      I,  XIX  |     pointing to a grey wreath of smoke curling out of a conical
11      I,  XIX  |        summit, through which the smoke from the fire inside made
12      I,  XX   |      with the fetid odour of the smoke from Fort Hope, which a
13      I,  XXI  | palisades, and, attracted by the smoke from the chimneys, were
14      I,  XXI  |         a thick, nauseous, acrid smoke filled the house; the pipes
15      I,  XXI  |       pipes were broken, and the smoke soon became so thick that
16      I,  XXI  |      into the black whirlpool of smoke. Mingled howls and screams
17     II,  XIII |     there, a few blue wreaths of smoke from the expiring fire never