Oh, such sparks and smoke! And the flames coming out of the windows! The flames were a very dark red--almost orange and black.

They're pretty when they're that way--don't you think so ?" Cowperwood was charmed.

"Indeed, I do," he said, genially, using a kind of superior and yet sympathetic air which he could easily assume on occasion.

He felt as though Mrs.Sohlberg might be a charming daughter to him--she was so cuddling and shy--and yet he could see that she was definite and individual.

Her arms and face, he told himself, were lovely.