Pretty soon I struck into a sort of path […]. It twisted and turned,[...]and opened out into a big clear space like a lawn. And, back of the lawn, was a big, old-fashioned house, with piazzas stretching in front of it, and all blazing with lights. 'Twas the house I'd seen the roof of from the beach.
The very first sound that you’ll hear on the roof / (Provided there’s fog) will be Rudolph’s small hoof.
As Bent pulled away to the far post, Agbonlahor opted to go it alone, motoring past Gary Caldwell before unleashing a shot into the roof of the net.
The palate is the roof of the mouth.
Archaeologists discovered that the cave's roof was decked with paintings.