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 1 4 |       Duval to sit down by the fire; he did so, and, taking
 2 6 |      put him to bed, lit a big fire in his room, and hurried
 3 11|      great armchair beside the fire, which she kept till the
 4 13|       the hearthrug before the fire and gazed sadly into the
 5 14|       way out of the circle of fire which closed upon me. ~Then
 6 16| consuming these moments in the fire of some sort of passion,
 7 18|     charged to feed the sacred fire of love. ~We often went
 8 21|     before, but sitting by the fire, which the weather still
 9 24|    almost immediately. I had a fire lit in my room and I told
10 24|      she was sitting up to the fire. ~"Do you think, then, that
11 24|      was lying in front of the fire, and her teeth chattered