hearthrug

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hearth·rug

 (härth′rŭg′)
n.
A rug laid on a floor in front of a fireplace.
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hearthrug

(ˈhɑːθˌrʌɡ)
n
(Furniture) a rug placed in front of a fireplace
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Noun1.hearthrug - a rug spread out in front of a fireplace
carpet, carpeting, rug - floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)
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[He comes to anchor on the hearthrug, with the air of a man in an unassailable position].
Durie posted on the hearthrug in the guise of Hymen's priest.
He remained standing upon the hearthrug. Ernestine returned to the mirror.
Sabin lit a cigarette and stood on the hearthrug. His eyes were bright with the joy of fighting.
He would have clasped himself by the wrists in that constabulary manner of his, and have paced up and down the hearthrug, or gone creeping about among the rich objects of furniture, if his oppressive retainer had appeared in the room at that very moment.
Bald bathers folded their arms and talked to Mr Podsnap on the hearthrug; sleek-whiskered bathers, with hats in their hands, lunged at Mrs Podsnap and retreated; prowling bathers, went about looking into ornamental boxes and bowls as if they had suspicions of larceny on the part of the Podsnaps, and expected to find something they had lost at the bottom; bathers of the gentler sex sat silently comparing ivory shoulders.
"If I had been in HIS place--I would have laid you dead on the hearthrug."
In the formal drawing-room of Stone Lodge, standing on the hearthrug, warming himself before the fire, Mr.
Sir Edward Bransome made his way to his study, opened the door with a Yale key, turned on the electric lights, and crossed slowly to the hearthrug. He stood there, for several moments, with his elbow upon the mantelpiece, looking down into the fire.
I know not whether it was owing to her loitering on the way one month to an extent flesh and blood could not bear, or because we had exhausted the penny library, but on a day I conceived a glorious idea, or it was put into my head by my mother, then desirous of making progress with her new clouty hearthrug. The notion was nothing short of this, why should I not write the tales myself?