The instant the heat reached the meat it would curl up and fall into the REDHOT coals.
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford
Lilly understood this time well enough what he would imply, and REDHOT shame wove a fiery mist before her eyes.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann
Lilly did not come to life till evening, when the town breathed out the heat that it had absorbed during the day in a REDHOT glow, when dusty clouds rolled over the yellow surface of the canal, and behind the parched and prematurely faded chestnuts the red furnace of the sky melted into the reflected lights of the street-lamps.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann