You'll take notice too that you didn't burn the house.

If you'll glance up the side of this ravine you'll see just a little dying smoke.

Eight hundred soldiers put it out in short order." Woodville's face flushed, and his eyes for the first time since the beginning of the encounter shone with an angry gleam.

But the wrathful fire quickly died.
"On the whole, I'm not sorry," he said.

"It was an impulse that made me do it.