M. le Marquis raised his head, and showed a face that pain was searing.
The thought was hot in his heart as the searing touch of iron red from the fire.
They had been baked by the searing heat, baked and charred almost to the ground.
He had none of the mockery which is so searing and blighting a thing to hot youth.
They turned left, almost running in the teeth of that searing ...