Chapter

 1        V|    evening, they sat beside the fire in their modest drawing-room,
 2       VI|       brows.~ ~“That is not the fire of an engagement,” he murmured.~ ~
 3      VII|   belched forth their smoke and fire. Never had Sairmeuse heard
 4     VIII|        when he met her—coals of fire were nothing to them. But
 5       XI|    Sairmeuse that he decided to fire upon an unarmed foe; but
 6     XVII|  daughter has been playing with fire,” he thought, stroking his
 7    XVIII|       hearth, upon which a huge fire was blazing.~ ~On hearing
 8    XVIII|     dissipated. He saw upon the fire a large kettle of melted
 9      XIX|     between his fingers; he set fire to a bundle of straw and
10    XXIII|        for giving the signal to fire.~ ~Still, a strange thing
11    XXVII|       pale and gloomy, a sullen fire smouldering in their eyes,
12    XXVII|     Chupin, “when Lacheneur set fire to his house to give the
13   XXVIII|       there must be on coals of fire.”~ ~That a condemned prisoner
14     XXIX|  Sairmeuse had turned as red as fire. By Marie-Anne’s manner
15     XXIX|             The duke sprang up, fire flashing from his eyes,
16     XXXI|         you. They will probably fire at us, but they will miss
17     XXXV|        the ditches. Ready! Aim! Fire! And that will be the end
18  XXXVIII|         a bed, some servants, a fire, and a change of clothing
19  XXXVIII|      Yes, it is I. Light a good fire in the drawing-room for
20  XXXVIII| remained standing, blackened by fire.~ ~Martial was contemplating
21    XXXIX|         supposed the chateau on fire—the guests did not withdraw,
22     XLIV|      Breathless, with cheeks on fire, Marie-Anne watched him
23      XLV|    story. Evidently there was a fire in the room.~ ~“That is
24      XLV|      bubbling in a pot over the fire, and several saucepans,
25      XLV|   expecting someone; the bright fire, the large arm-chair placed
26      XLV|         throw the bowl into the fire, and then boldly face the
27      XLV|      set the table here, by the fire. Tell him to bring a good
28      XLV|       small table up before the fire.~ ~Not until then did she
29        L|        on a little table by the fire in the evening, had long
30      LII|      greatly astonished, and on fire with curiosity, loitered
31     LIII|    sleeps while his house is on fire. Some terrible catastrophe—