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With relief, I open the stove and feed the book to the flames.
2
I open the stove where a near empty bottle of Jack Daniels squats like the proverbial troll under the bridge.
3
Our host saw the accident, and hurrying to open the stove, fell over a heap of channelled logs, and cut a gash in his forehead.
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He raised the windows, opened the stove door and looked in.
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She opened the stove door and thrust the letter in, and watched it burn.
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He opened the stove and let the glow from the door flood through the room.
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Then he opened the stove and watched them consumed.
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It was hot, and when he opened the stove door, the coals were dusky red.
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I opened the stove's door to peek.
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Look here! He opened the stove door and poked the black sheets until they were reduced to powder.
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Kent opened the stove door.
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They even opened the stove, which was unlit in spite of the cold evening, and dug through the ashes.
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"Why-yes- Isupposeso," returned Stephen, slowly opening the stove and looking in.
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Cake too, frosted like a snow-bank, and-herehe opened the stove door, have you been among the fairies, wife!
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He opened the stove.
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He opened the stove door and from the bunk watched the faint flickerings of the dying firelight on the log walls.