Parisian puffing stuff

Usage examples of tabac.

Thom dug his tabac pouch and long-stemmed pipe out of the litter remaining on the table.

Kandor for those three small barrels of Two Rivers tabac I got in Ebou Dar.

Men dotted the fields of tabac or barley, and boys watched flocks of black-faced sheep in the pastures.

The inn seldom had guests except when merchants came down from Baerlon to buy wool or tabac, or a monthly peddler when snow had not made the road impassable, and the village folk who might come for a drink or a meal later in the day would all be hard at work at their own homes now.

Scattered copses, mainly leatherleaf and pine and oak, lay between them and the nearest hedged fields of barley and oats, tabac and tall grass for hay.

The only other thing he had bought, aside from the hat, was a short-stemmed pipe with a silver-worked bowl, snuggled now in his coat pocket with his tabac pouch.

Mat thumbed his silver-worked pipe full of tabac, and was puffing contentedly by the time Natael returned and struck a pose suitable for a king.

Few where I come from can make do without wool and tabac both to sell.

Tam said wearily, pulling pipe and tabac pouch from behind his sword belt.

Field, from farm to farm, pasture to barley field to rows of tabac, through scattered copses of trees, along cart tracks and footpaths, finding more and more clusters of waiting Trolloc fires as he slowly spiraled outward.

Tam stood in front of the big fireplace of river rock, thumbing a long-stemmed pipe full of tabac from a polished canister the innkeeper always kept on the plain stone mantel.

Except for merchants, once a year to buy tabac and wool, and the peddlers, outsiders never came into the Two Rivers, or as good as never.

Few farmers in the Two Rivers could make do without both wool and tabac to sell when the merchants came.

After supper they all settled in front of the fireplace, with Master Grinwell in his favorite chair thumbing his pipe full of tabac and Mistress Grinwell fussing with her sewing box and the shirts she had washed for him and Mat.

It did not tally with those morning telephone calls, with the Caves du Beaujolais and the Tabac des Vosges and the Quatre Sergents on Boulevard Beaumarchais.