She didn't stop again for a long time, not even to light a cigarette.

She had to take it out of his hand to light her cigarette.

He looked around and saw it was okay to light a cigarette.

I would light cigarettes and put them in her mouth.

It was perfect, because he stopped to light a cigarette.

Then he lit his cigarette, and sat quite still again.

The brown man lit a cigarette as if he hadn't heard.

He lit a cigarette, and sat on his table for a long time, thinking.

Then he lit a cigarette of his own and looked at me.

He lit a cigarette and she didn't seem to mind.