Chapter

 1 I  | remained in my house, and~set fire to my vineyard at Longone.
 2 I  |     to his bed before setting fire to the house. I~have left
 3 II |    succeeded in that aim by a fire of~sarcasms which presently
 4 II |     would have recognized the fire of inspiration. From time
 5 III|     He described, in words of fire, the great~disaster of Waterloo.
 6 III|   passions still lived in the~fire of his eyes, while the eyebrows,
 7 III|  itself into three tongues of fire. If,~occasionally, some
 8 IV |     eyelids as if to veil the fire of her eyes.~ ~"Is he a
 9 IV |       the bed before~they set fire to the house."~ ~"I do not
10 IV |       the footman, "light the fire; I am~cold."~ ~Ginevra trembled,
11 IV |   violently down, his~face on fire, and his eyes casting flames
12 VI |     the squalid home. Without fire through a hard winter, the
13 VI |    fireplace, where a glowing fire scarcely warmed the great