Dark memories lingered like smoke after a fire.
And there was a smell of cigarette smoke, a definite no-no, one of the few points on which he and the old man agreed.
The engine turned over and backfired, black smoke frothing out of the tail pipe.
I heard once that an Indian can smell cigarette smoke for six miles.
She added, Most old pictures and records went up in smoke when the old building burned.
Several cars were on fire, and black smoke spiraled toward the sky.
He started the Scout, and with a belch of smoke they began moving forward.
Unless you smoke, you don't pay attention to cigarettes.
But all his good intentions and promises went up in smoke minutes later with another phone call.
When I began to have a fire at evening, before I plastered my house, the chimney carried smoke particularly well, because of the numerous chinks between the boards.
The air was filled with marijuana smoke and the scent of bodies sweating as people danced, drank or huddled with friends.
The smoke was bothering me and I didn't want to ruin the party for all of you, so I simply walked home.
Green smoke swirled from the man's ears and mouth, forming a fog around Gabe's hand before crystallizing into a small emerald.
I think the smoke bothered Mr. Louden too.
The smoke funneled into the red ruby, disappearing into its depths.
It dissipated into black smoke in his hands.
The music blared louder, the smoke became thicker, and the scent of food intermingled with body odor.
"Sorry. I left my key on my bureau," she said, extinguishing her smoke in the provided ashtray.
The flames leaped up at once and the bonfire began to smoke and roar and crackle just as the great army of wooden Gargoyles arrived.
The smoke proved to be too much for Adrienne and two other girls, so they decided to walk each other home.
If he isn't blowing smoke, it's a world-class opportunity.
They moved like smoke, shifting and swirling as they crawled the walls.
The Irish rock blaring from the bar below was loud enough, and cigarette smoke already curled in through the window.
There was a lingering smell of wood smoke in the night air and all earlier efforts at shoveling the walkway and stairs were lost in the smooth swirls of new fallen whiteness.
She hadn't seen him smoke since.
My car, refrigerator, lawnmower, sprinkler system, smoke alarms, locks, and even my clothes.
"Nice and cozy," she commented, bouncing the bed, and then added, "I suppose Bird Song is a tree-hugger-type joint and you don't let a person smoke here."
She followed the two through the acrid smoke into the command hub.
"I think someone did figure it out, or it wouldn't have gone up in smoke at all," Brady replied.
She couldn't tell how many there were, not with the smoke and darkness.
After the success of the Rocket, the Stephensons received orders to build seven more engines, which were of very similar design, though rather larger, being four-wheeled engines, with the two driving wheels in front and the cylinders behind; and in October 1830 they constructed a ninth engine, the Planet, also for the Liverpool & Manchester railway, which still more closely resembled the modern type, since the driving wheels were placed at the fire-box end, while the two cylinders were arranged under the smoke-box, inside the frames.
On the French side, amid the groups with cannon, a cloud of smoke appeared, then a second and a third almost simultaneously, and at the moment when the first report was heard a fourth was seen.
He tried to avoid his old acquaintances with their commiseration and offensive offers of assistance; he avoided all distraction and recreation, and even at home did nothing but play cards with his mother, pace silently up and down the room, and smoke one pipe after another.
It was Lydia's trailing smoke that floated it to life.
In spite of the cold, I try to open the window to rid this room of the smoke and whiskey breath of those who visited here, but the frame is frozen fast.
And smoke-free to boot!
She watched dark shapes mill and drop as the smoke cleared until they wised up and took refuge in the forest.
They saw the smoke half an hour before they arrived and approached with caution.
She saw smoke moving across the sky a moment before the helicopter rolled and began its sickening maneuvers again.
Black smoke swirled in his other hand, molding into a cuff.
I don't care if people smoke, but I wish they'd respect the fact that I don't want to smoke.
If they can figure a way to smoke without getting it in my eyes and lungs, they can smoke themselves to death for all I care.
The room was stuffy and the smell of cigarette smoke still lingered.
Chimneys are unknown in the older houses; the hearth is in the centre of the chief room, and the smoke escapes through the roof.
The coil is encased with firebricks and brickwork, and the smoke from the fire is carried, off by a flue in the ordinary s " way.
Its fires are not volcanic, but result from the combustion of coal some distance underground, giving off much smoke and steam; geologists estimate that the burning has been going on for at least 800 years.
Baldwin, the founder of the famous Baldwin Locomotive Works in Philadelphia, built his first engine, Old Ironsides, for the Philadelphia, Germantown & Morristown railroad; first tried in November 1832, it was modelled on Stephenson's Planet, and had a single pair of driving wheels at the firebox end and a pair of carrying wheels under the smoke-box.
This large quantity of air is forced through the furnace by means of the difference of pressure established between the external atmospheric pressure in the ash-pan and the pressure in the smoke-box.
18 and 19 show two smoke-boxes typical of English practice.
Now, in most places you can smoke in your car, in your home, and in remote places away from civilized people.
The latter, a fresh, rosy officer of the Guards, irreproachably washed, brushed, and buttoned, held his pipe in the middle of his mouth and with red lips gently inhaled the smoke, letting it escape from his handsome mouth in rings.
The gun rang out with a deafening metallic roar, and a whistling grenade flew above the heads of our troops below the hill and fell far short of the enemy, a little smoke showing the spot where it burst.
On the high ground where the enemy was, the smoke of a cannon rose, and a ball flew whistling over the heads of the hussar squadron.
"It may be treachery," said Prince Andrew, vividly imagining the gray overcoats, wounds, the smoke of gunpowder, the sounds of firing, and the glory that awaited him.
Just facing it, on the crest of the opposite hill, the village of Schon Grabern could be seen, and in three places to left and right the French troops amid the smoke of their campfires, the greater part of whom were evidently in the village itself and behind the hill.
The smoke above it had not yet dispersed.
As he approached, a ringing shot issued from it deafening him and his suite, and in the smoke that suddenly surrounded the gun they could see the gunners who had seized it straining to roll it quickly back to its former position.
Prince Bagration, having reached the highest point of our right flank, began riding downhill to where the roll of musketry was heard but where on account of the smoke nothing could be seen.
In front of them rows of gray cloaks were already visible through the smoke, and an officer catching sight of Bagration rushed shouting after the crowd of retreating soldiers, ordering them back.
While he was speaking, the curtain of smoke that had concealed the hollow, driven by a rising wind, began to move from right to left as if drawn by an invisible hand, and the hill opposite, with the French moving about on it, opened out before them.
The general had a fit of coughing as a result of shouting and of the powder smoke and stopped in despair.
Look at the smoke, the smoke! exclaimed the artillerymen, brightening up.
Amid the smoke, deafened by the incessant reports which always made him jump, Tushin not taking his pipe from his mouth ran from gun to gun, now aiming, now counting the charges, now giving orders about replacing dead or wounded horses and harnessing fresh ones, and shouting in his feeble voice, so high pitched and irresolute.
The wind had fallen and black clouds, merging with the powder smoke, hung low over the field of battle on the horizon.
The smoke of the campfires, into which they were throwing everything superfluous, made the eyes smart.
The column moved forward without knowing where and unable, from the masses around them, the smoke and the increasing fog, to see either the place they were leaving or that to which they were going.
But at that very instant a cloud of smoke spread all round, firing was heard quite close at hand, and a voice of naive terror barely two steps from Prince Andrew shouted, Brothers!
Having forced his way out of the crowd of fugitives, Prince Andrew, trying to keep near Kutuzov, saw on the slope of the hill amid the smoke a Russian battery that was still firing and Frenchmen running toward it.
He could see puffs of musketry smoke that seemed to chase one another down the hillsides, and clouds of cannon smoke rolling, spreading, and mingling with one another.
He could also, by the gleam of bayonets visible through the smoke, make out moving masses of infantry and narrow lines of artillery with green caissons.
He could see nothing more, for immediately afterwards cannon began firing from somewhere and smoke enveloped everything.
At that moment, as the Horse Guards, having passed him, disappeared in the smoke, Rostov hesitated whether to gallop after them or to go where he was sent.
The smoke, rendered denser by the mist, prevented him from seeing anything for an instant, but there was no second report as he had expected.
Well, you will be coming," he was going to say, "to dine," but changed his mind and said "to take tea with us," and quickly doubling up his tongue he blew a small round ring of tobacco smoke, perfectly embodying his dream of happiness.
Toward midnight, after he had left the countess' apartments, he was sitting upstairs in a shabby dressing gown, copying out the original transaction of the Scottish lodge of Freemasons at a table in his low room cloudy with tobacco smoke, when someone came in.
"Well, Peter Kirilych, let's go and have a smoke," he said.
On two sides black curling clouds of smoke rose and spread from the fires.
There were stars in the sky and the new moon shone out amid the smoke that screened it.
The flames now died down and were lost in the black smoke, now suddenly flared up again brightly, lighting up with strange distinctness the faces of the people crowding at the crossroads.
The fire died down for a moment and wreaths of black smoke rolled from under the roof.
The officer pointed with his hand to the smoke visible on the left beyond the river, and the same stern and serious expression that Pierre had noticed on many of the faces he had met came into his face.
Through a gap in the broken wall he could see, beside the wooden fence, a row of thirty year-old birches with their lower branches lopped off, a field on which shocks of oats were standing, and some bushes near which rose the smoke of campfires-- the soldiers' kitchens.
And the birches with their light and shade, the curly clouds, the smoke of the campfires, and all that was around him changed and seemed terrible and menacing.
It was the same panorama he had admired from that spot the day before, but now the whole place was full of troops and covered by smoke clouds from the guns, and the slanting rays of the bright sun, rising slightly to the left behind Pierre, cast upon it through the clear morning air penetrating streaks of rosy, golden-tinted light and long dark shadows.
The smoke of the guns mingled with this mist, and over the whole expanse and through that mist the rays of the morning sun were reflected, flashing back like lightning from the water, from the dew, and from the bayonets of the troops crowded together by the riverbanks and in Borodino.
And all this moved, or seemed to move, as the smoke and mist spread out over the whole space.
These puffs of smoke and (strange to say) the sound of the firing produced the chief beauty of the spectacle.
It seemed as if those smoke clouds sometimes ran and sometimes stood still while woods, fields, and glittering bayonets ran past them.
From the left, over fields and bushes, those large balls of smoke were continually appearing followed by their solemn reports, while nearer still, in the hollows and woods, there burst from the muskets small cloudlets that had no time to become balls, but had their little echoes in just the same way.
Pierre wished to be there with that smoke, those shining bayonets, that movement, and those sounds.
Pierre saw that there was a bridge in front of him and that soldiers were doing something on both sides of it and in the meadow, among the rows of new-mown hay which he had taken no notice of amid the smoke of the campfires the day before; but despite the incessant firing going on there he had no idea that this was the field of battle.
The booming cannonade and the fusillade of musketry were growing more intense over the whole field, especially to the left where Bagration's fleches were, but where Pierre was the smoke of the firing made it almost impossible to distinguish anything.
The ranks of the infantry disappeared amid the smoke but their long- drawn shout and rapid musketry firing could still be heard.
Then when the whole field was covered with smoke, two divisions, Campan's and Dessaix's, advanced from the French right, while Murat's troops advanced on Borodino from their left.
Through the smoke glimpses could be caught of something black--probably men--and at times the glint of bayonets.
The smoke spread out before them, and at times it looked as if the smoke were moving, at times as if the troops moved.
Napoleon, standing on the knoll, looked through a field glass, and in its small circlet saw smoke and men, sometimes his own and sometimes Russians, but when he looked again with the naked eye, he could not tell where what he had seen was.
Friant's division disappeared as the others had done into the smoke of the battlefield.
Amid the powder smoke, slowly dispersing over the whole space through which Napoleon rode, horses and men were lying in pools of blood, singly or in heaps.
Napoleon rode up the high ground at Semenovsk, and through the smoke saw ranks of men in uniforms of a color unfamiliar to him.
From in front and especially from the right, in the unlifting smoke the guns boomed, and out of the mysterious domain of smoke that overlay the whole space in front, quick hissing cannon balls and slow whistling shells flew unceasingly.
When men were killed or wounded, when rows of stretchers went past, when some troops retreated, and when great masses of the enemy came into view through the smoke, no one paid any attention to these things.
The shot rattled against the stone of the gate and upon the wooden beams and screens, and two wavering clouds of smoke rose over the Square.
Together with that sound came a solitary human cry from the gateway and amid the smoke appeared the figure of a bareheaded man in a peasant's coat.
As Pierre approached that street the smoke became denser and denser--he even felt the heat of the fire.
On his way through the streets Pierre felt stifled by the smoke which seemed to hang over the whole city.
No flames were seen, but columns of smoke rose on all sides, and all Moscow as far as Pierre could see was one vast charred ruin.
There was some smoke, and the Frenchmen were doing something near the pit, with pale faces and trembling hands.
The men were forbidden to talk out loud, to smoke their pipes, or to strike a light, and they tried to prevent their horses neighing.
While they were talking in undertones the crack of a shot sounded from the low ground by the pond, a puff of white smoke appeared, then another, and the sound of hundreds of seemingly merry French voices shouting together came up from the slope.
Through the smoke, as he approached the gate, Petya saw Dolokhov, whose face was of a pale-greenish tint, shouting to his men.
"Wait?... Hurrah-ah-ah!" shouted Petya, and without pausing a moment galloped to the place whence came the sounds of firing and where the smoke was thickest.
Fetch some more wood! shouted a red-haired and red-faced man, screwing up his eyes and blinking because of the smoke but not moving back from the fire.
A third asserts that the cause of its movement lies in the smoke which the wind carries away.
The man who explains the movement of the locomotive by the smoke that is carried back has noticed that the wheels do not supply an explanation and has taken the first sign that occurs to him and in his turn has offered that as an explanation.
And I don't smoke, either.
Sure, we can be practical and deep down we know it's all smoke but—God, it's fun to dream!
Dean tried to isolate the sound, looking frantically in all downward directions, trying to see a trace, a telltale puff of smoke in the gathering dusk.
She joined the Germans and other backpackers in an Irish dance as the cigarette smoke thickened and the rock band grew louder.
They glided past snow-covered fields and occasional farmhouses, drifting smoke from their chimneys skyward and adding a hint of wood smoke to the crisp winter air.
The noise at the locked front door I heard when Edith was in my room wasn't Franny going out for a smoke as I'd assumed at the time.
His gaze shifted to her as he exhaled the smoke through his nostrils.
The smoke tickled her nose.
2) with descending smoke flue suitable for hospitals and public rooms, where it might be fixed in the middle of the apartment.
Revolt against some of its fundamental principles which was led by the Puritan reaction.5 Now that the smoke of these controversies has passed away, it is possible to form a clearer judgment upon the merits of the patristic writings.
The exhaust steam passing from the engine through the blastpipe and the chimney produces a diminution of pressure, or partial vacuum, in the smoke-box roughly proportional to the weight of steam discharged per unit of time.
To the left from that village, amid the smoke, was something resembling a battery, but it was impossible to see it clearly with the naked eye.
The smoke of the first shot had not yet dispersed before another puff appeared, followed by a report.
Suddenly one shot after another rang out from the French, smoke appeared all along their uneven ranks, and musket shots sounded.
- Smoke-box, L.
The difference of pressure between the outside air and the smoke-box gases may be measured by the difference of the water levels in the limbs of a U tube, one limb being in communication with the smokebox, the other with the atmosphere.
Ms. Nightingale murmured a room number and motioned down a hall crowded with bodies like the day after Gettysburg while white-coated figures strolled among the moaning, clip boards in hand With wide-eyed Fred following behind, Dean ran the gauntlet until he found the room, a small office packed with five men and a lot of smoke, three of them in Philadelphia Police uniforms.
I felt the hot breath from the engine on my face, and the smoke and ashes almost choked us.