We sat down by the fire and he began to tell me his story.

He wouldn't get to stand by the fire much longer.

What he could see was the little group by the fire.

And a look from a moment by a fire when we had come close.

I was first down and found him sitting by the fire, reading.

Tom sat by the fire, thinking about the party and the other events of the day.

She tried it, but soon was back by the small fire.

I was sitting right here, by the fire, looking toward the door.

They could not, however, go to bed, but sat by the fire, saying a word or two now and then.

I'm looking forward to getting back home and sitting by the fire.