to francesca , may we always flee lions together i chapter 1 send up another , damn you , send them all up , at once if you have to , '' laurence said savagely to poor calloway , who did not deserve to be sworn at : the gunner was firing off the flares so quickly his hands were scorched black , skin cracking and peeling to bright red where some powder had spilled onto his fingers ; he was not stopping to wipe them clean before setting each flare to the match .