It was simmering over low fires on the gas range.

His back was to her and while she watched, he bent to add another log to the low fire.

She looked steadily into the low fire in the hearth.

The room, except for the low fire, was dark.

He came to her door now through this dark house, pushed it open, entered, saw lamps, the fire, low and red, a wide bed.

Later, he was above her, looking down at her in the light of the low fire.

It was a very low fire indeed; nothing on such a bitter night.

He examined a pot of food cooking on a low fire.

By then he was among the last three lingering at the low fire.

Most people were already asleep, but a few still sat outside their tents around low fires, and some not far.