On a low stool by the hearthside, the only article of furniture in the place, sat his mother, staring into a fireplace strewn with blackened
embers and cold ashes.
these walls - these ivy-clad arcades - These mouldering plinths - these sad and blackened
shafts - These vague entablatures - this crumbling frieze - These shattered cornices - this wreck - this ruin - These stones - alas!
Slowly, very slowly, they blackened
and turned to ashes.
On all sides there were waste spaces with only stoves and chimney stacks still standing, and here and there the blackened
walls of some brick houses.
Men who had been into the cellars, and had staved the casks, rushed to and fro stark mad, setting fire to all they saw--often to the dresses of their own friends--and kindling the building in so many parts that some had no time for escape, and were seen, with drooping hands and blackened faces, hanging senseless on the window-sills to which they had crawled, until they were sucked and drawn into the burning gulf.
'Here!' he hoarsely cried, appearing from the darkness; out of breath, and blackened with the smoke.
Ten thousand responsible houses surrounded him, frowning as heavily on the streets they composed, as if they were every one inhabited by the ten young men of the Calender's story, who blackened
their faces and bemoaned their miseries every night.
The truth was, that she had run into her little cabin, pulled off her dress, blackened
her face and hands, put on the fur-skin cloak, and was Cat- skin again.
He was only a young man, and a dandy at that, his face blackened
with charcoal, his hair whitened with wood-ashes, with the freshly severed tail of a wild pig thrust through his perforated nose, and two more thrust through his ears.
And as in the great hunting countries of India, the stranger at a distance will sometimes pass on the plains recumbent elephants without knowing them to be such, taking them for bare, blackened
elevations of the soil; even so, often, with him, who for the first time beholds this species of the leviathans of the sea.
The burning heather had been extinguished, but the level ground towards Ottershaw was blackened
as far as one could see, and still giving off vertical streamers of smoke.
A corner of the left wing of the building was in ruins, blackened
and still smouldering, and there was a great hole in the sand-blown lawn, where a bomb had apparently fallen.