Anna lay on her back on the floor and the boy was asleep by the hearth with his head in the ashes.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
The cobbler's bench had been put aside for the night and we gathered closely around the hearth.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
She bent down from her saddle to look in at the window; but, except some faint embers on the hearth, all was dark within.
"The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)"
Charles James Lever