It didn't matter if the bridge burned behind them; they probably weren't going back, anyway.

Her bridges might not be burning behind her, but they were certainly smoking.

To look at these two, you'd think there was no problem, that the bridge wasn't burning.

The city was on fire, and beneath it the bridge was burning fiercely in two separate places.

The city continued to winch forward, but where the bridge burned large sections of timber were falling away into the river.

The second bridge, of similar type, burned six months after it was built.

Hill had these works were blown up and the bridge burned.

His bridges were burning merrily behind him, all of them.

He was windblown, the bridge of his nose burned red, but very cheerful.

"Some of them did that when they attacked your village and the bridge burned."