humidor

“Every one to his own taste,” he observed as he called rather sharply to Tokudo to bring him his humidor.

The jolly old barnacle had discarded his cigarette and was critically selecting a cigar from my humidor.

Slowly I let the lift break, and lowered the humidor to his desk.

Parallel to background down stage, tea table with coffee service thereon; near it to right, smaller table, on it a humidor.