1 The governor's mansion was brave with jigsaw work on banisters and eaves, but the intricate scrollwork on Scarlett's house put the mansion to shame.
2 The rain had ceased and there was no sound except for the occasional drip of water from the eaves.
3 The doors of the house were grime-rubbed, the corners and eaves were rusted with rain, and the child who stared at them from the kitchen window was smeary-faced.
4 The roof was so steep that the eaves were not much above the forest of tall hollyhocks, now brown and in seed.
5 Ambrosch and Leo cuddled up in a hay-cave, back under the eaves, and lay giggling and whispering.
6 WHEN I AWOKE IN THE morning, long bands of sunshine were coming in at the window and reaching back under the eaves where the two boys lay.
7 Cassy lit a small lamp, and creeping round under the eaves, they established themselves in it.
8 All day today the rain poured down, rustling on the ivy and dripping from the eaves.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 10. Extract from the Diary of Dr. Watson 9 A few minutes later our driver pulled up at a neat little red-brick villa with overhanging eaves which stood by the road.
The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In I. The Adventure of Silver Blaze 10 It was lit within by slits under the eaves.
The Return of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In II. THE ADVENTURE OF THE NORWOOD BUILDER 11 Betwixt the hut and the fence, on the back side, was a lean-to that joined the hut at the eaves, and was made out of plank.
12 The farmhouses were my delight, with thatched roofs, ivy up to the eaves, latticed windows, and stout women with rosy children at the doors.
13 It stood nearly beneath the eaves of Boston's earliest church, and appeared to be a fixture there.
The Scarlet Letter By Nathaniel HawthorneContext Highlight In II. THE MARKET-PLACE 14 Then he was to go away for they were birds ever going and coming, building ever an unlasting home under the eaves of men's houses and ever leaving the homes they had built to wander.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 5 15 While the lord of Lemnos is busied thus in the borders of Aeolia, Evander is roused from his low dwelling by the gracious daylight and the matin songs of birds from the eaves.