Once more the good folk of Morganton and Pleasant Garden would believe that the crater had reopened.

These flames would announce to them another volcanic upheaval.
I watched the conflagration.

I heard the roarings and cracklings which filled the air.

From the deck of the "Terror," Robur watched it also.
Turner and his companion pushed back into the fire the fragments which the violence of the flames cast forth.

Little by little the huge bonfire grew less.