"In course I do. Don't you?"
"No."
"Why don't you?"
"I don't know," said Ben. "Do you like it?"
"It's bully. Here, take this cigar. I bought it for you."
Ben hesitated; but finally, induced mainly by a curiosity to see how it seemed, accepted the cigar, and lighted it by Jerry's. The two boys sat down on an empty box, and Jerry instructed Ben how to puff. Ben did not particularly enjoy it; but thought he might as well learn now as any other time. His companion puffed away like a veteran smoker; but after a while Ben's head began to swim, and he felt sick at his stomach.
"I don't feel well," he said. "I guess I'll stop smoking."
"Oh, go ahead," said Jerry. "It's only because it's the first time. You'll like it after a while."
Thus encouraged, Ben continued to smoke, though his head and his stomach got continually worse.
"I don't like it," gasped Ben, throwing down the cigar. "I'm going to stop."