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The fire had, by this time, encircled them completely, and from a hundred points was running in toward them on tinder lines of dry pine-needles and old leaves, flashing at them viciously along the crisp, dry surface of old moss and lichens on the rocks. A wind had suddenly arisen, born, no doubt, of the fire's own mighty draft.
This she evidently noticed after a moment's contemplation, for the smile faded, and with strict impartiality she moved the stool to a position exactly between the two chairs, and directly in front of the fire's full light and heat. "There!" she said, as if satisfied with her own sense of justice and propriety. "That ought to suit everybody."
'Just wait, said Mahoudeau, 'a fire's being lighted. These confounded workshops get chilly directly, with the water from the covering cloths. At that moment, Claude, on turning round, noticed Chaine on his knees near the stove, pulling the straw from the seat of an old stool to light the coals with.
Shall any lady sing, if I not sing, I to whom Love did full contentment bring? Come hither, Love, thou cause of all my joy, Of all my hope, and all its sequel blest, And with me tune the lay, No more to sighs and bitter past annoy, That now but serve to lend thy bliss more zest; But to that fire's clear ray, Wherewith enwrapt I blithely live and gay, Thee as my God for ever worshipping.
"That's how I got the deal so prompt, I told him I'd undertake the job without any settlement till he got here to boss the doings." "But where did you get the money, Jude?" "It's partnership, Joyce," Gaston broke in. He set down his own emptied mug, and drew a little farther from the fire's revealing light. "Lauzoon, Filmer and Gaston, Contractors and Builders. How does it sound?"
"Show us the way to where the fire is," he said to the old housekeeper. "Right this way! Right this way!" she cried, hurrying into the side door of the house as fast as her tottering legs would carry her. "The fire's in an unused part of the mansion. It's near a chimney flue. Oh, dear! It's awful!" Bert and his two chums followed her.
"What do you mean by it? The fire's out and the kitchen is just as you left it." "I I've been to a lawyer's, Henry," said Mrs. Gribble, "and I had to wait." "Lawyer's?" repeated her husband. "I got a letter this afternoon telling me to call. Poor Uncle George, that went to America, is gone." "That is no excuse for neglecting me," said Mr. Gribble. "Of course people die when they are old.
"Will you never learn wisdom, Magda?" she asked, subsiding into a chair and extending a pair of neatly shod feet to the fire's warmth. Magda laughed a little. "Well, it won't be the fault of my friends if I don't!" she returned ruefully. "Marraine expended a heap of eloquence over my misdeeds this afternoon." "Lady Arabella? I'm glad to hear it.
None of us believed that any very severe measures would be taken against Madame Riano, and we spoke cheerfully of Francezka's speedily rejoining her. To this Francezka listened attentively. For an hour we sat thus, in the light of the fire's red blaze.
You think it's necessary to love one's husband?" "Goodness sakes, girl, yes. If you don't have love, what have you? What's to keep the pot boiling when the fire's getting low and the winter's coming on, maybe? The doctor's telling me some of the fine ladies in London are marrying without it just for money and titles and all to that. But I can't believe it, I really can't!
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