Roxton, behind a big black cigar, was full of his visit to Challenger.

He lit one of his long black cigars and strolled out into the street.

He held a long, black cigar in his hand.

He was chewing on a big black cigar as I entered.

He pulled a long black cigar from his jacket pocket and lit it.

He took out one of those thin black cigars and lighted up.

He took out a case and offered Charlie one of his little black cigars.

He had a long black cigar between his teeth.

Devitt bit the end from a black cigar and leaned back.

With careful fingers he drew out a small black cigar.