In the aftermath of a structure fire, once the unbearable heat and blinding light have died away in a fit of steam, there remains a din of dreadful noises. Amid darkness broken by strobe lights, George Washington University’s Foggy Bottom campus was alive with the rumble of fire apparatus, the grinding of skid-steer loaders, and periodic whoops of the siren from campus police cars. Standing clear of the tangle of heavy hoses that had been used to douse the blaze, Lieutenant Donald Dawson looked upon what remained of Toulson House and considered that, in spite of the fact that the