There was a long silence then, and he fed sticks to the hungry fire.

When he returned to the fire he squatted on his haunches, feeding sticks into the flames.

Mary sat down by the fire and fed small sticks into it.

I fed sticks into a hastily kindled fire, watching the celebration.

A man was squatted beside a newly-lighted campfire, carefully feeding small sticks to the flame.

He knelt in front of the fireplace, feeding sticks into it.

They were feeding sticks to a just-kindled fire.

He stood over the stove, feeding sticks into the flames and trying to think it out.

She fed sticks to the fire, the orange glow showing her face drawn and tired.

I crouched across from her, feeding small sticks to the infant fire, the black iron girdle standing ready-greased beside it.