He wanted bigger billows and meant to have them if the company stayed on the set all night.

He was saying as much with peevish inflections.

Merton stood warming himself over the fire that still glowed in the brazier.
To him from somewhere beyond the scaffold came now the Montague girl and Jimmie.

The girl was in her blanket, and Jimmie bore a pitcher, two tin cups, and a package of sandwiches.

They came to the fire and Jimmie poured coffee for the girl.