You can feel your heart drop, drop, like water off the eaves.
Square and small and high stood the tower, as high as the church's eaves.
It had a dormer window, at no great distance above the eaves.
It reached a little above the eaves, right under the dormer window.
Deep under the eaves I could make out row after row of boxes and chests.
It shrieked and howled about the eaves and the old house squeaked and groaned.
Owls inhabited the outhouses, and bats the chinks beneath the eaves.
The drip of the fog from the eaves was the only break in the stillness.
Already an iron ladder reached to the eaves of the building.
Up it went swiftly from one to another, to the eaves, to the two men at the top.
