Nothing delighted you more than to have me tie my piece bags on your backs for burdens, give you hats and sticks and rolls of paper, and let you travel through the house from the cellar, which was the City of Destruction, up, up, to the housetop
, where you had all the lovely things you could collect to make a Celestial City.
It was a wire stretching from housetop
Well, sir, they roosted around here on the housetop
and the trees for an hour, and guffawed over that thing like human beings.
The result of that conference was, that Gabelle again withdrew himself to his housetop
behind his stack of chimneys; this time resolved, if his door were broken in (he was a small Southern man of retaliative temperament), to pitch himself head foremost over the parapet, and crush a man or two below.
It was intrigue, - of course he knew that much, as he had known all evil since he could speak, - but what he loved was the game for its own sake - the stealthy prowl through the dark gullies and lanes, the crawl up a waterpipe, the sights and sounds of the women's world on the flat roofs, and the headlong flight from housetop
under cover of the hot dark.
Not only did the distance to the The Pure Drop, the fully-licensed tavern at the further part of the dispersed village, render its accommodation practically unavailable for dwellers at this end; but the far more serious question, the quality of the liquor, confirmed the prevalent opinion that it was better to drink with Rolliver in a corner of the housetop
than with the other landlord in a wide house.
Slaves appeared upon every housetop
with gorgeous silks and costly furs, laying them in the sun for airing.
said the Lieutenant, coolly looking about him on the housetop
whether he could alight on a housetop
, steal down a staircase, let himself out at a door, and get lost in the crowd?
It floated out upon the night, over the housetops
, the crescent of the river, losing itself in the silence of the upper air.
And all the clouds that lowered o'er our housetops
For, the people who were shovelling away on the housetops
were jovial and full of glee; calling out to one another from the parapets, and now and then exchanging a facetious snowball -- better-natured missile far than many a wordy jest -- laughing heartily if it went right and not less heartily if it went wrong.