Here, the smoke-reek stung less acutely.

Here, too, were grateful darkness, after the torrid glare of the fire, and cold water and security.

Here were also many diverting creatures to watch.

It would have been pleasant to go home at once.

But, since that was out of the question, there were far worse things than to lie interestedly at ease until the Master should come for him.
The fire raged and flickered along the base of the bare rocky knoll; and, finding no path of advance, turned back on itself, fire-fashion; seeking new outlet.