fire escape

The cameraman was reporting on the factory catching fire when the inevitable happened.

Lady Edith is so sad that her sadness nearly set the whole damned house on fire.

Maybe Mary is being more realistic about a second marriage—but is it too much to ask for a little fire?

A fire that he insists is only picking up pace, according to top-secret intelligence briefings.

"Capital, capital," his lordship would remark with great alacrity, when there was no other way of escape.

"A camp-fire would hardly flash and die out like that, Sarge," he answered thoughtfully.

She got up and stood in front of the fire, having her hand on the chimney-piece and looking down at the blaze.

The fire had been heaped over with earth—to screen it from prying eyes, I suppose, while the good work went on.

But, as the keel of the boats touched bottom, each boat-load dashed into the water and then into the enemy's fire.