Grandcourt, who drank little wine, had left the table and was lounging, while he smoked, in an easy chair near the hearth, where a fire of oak boughs was gaping to its glowing depths, and edging them with a delicate tint of ashes delightful to behold. 
Grandcourt had left the dinner table and was lounging, while he smoked, in an easy chair near the hearth. 