The Sarah led the way, the Firefly following close in our wake.
And how brilliant is the horizon of the firefly when he winks his "other eye!"
As the hull passed the window, Mont read her name, which was the Firefly of Savannah.
I said to my wife: 'Firefly is too good a breed to carry out groceries.
On the whole, she decided she would not relate the story of Firefly.