Roofward

Maybe it was the furtive, hasty glance roofward of the one called Noble Kechralnan. ❋ Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- (2005)

We even need someone … who could sing the descant to “Alouette,” while outside they scramble to catch the elusive ball aimed ever roofward, but usually thudding against the screens. ❋ Barbara Bush (2005)

Viola thought, correcting her first impression as she stood looking at them all for a moment, it was not skyward they were gazing, but roofward. ❋ Balogh, Mary (2001)

Walls were pocked with mortar-shell explosions; tongues of soot licked roofward out of windows. ❋ Junger, Sebastian (1998)

A ventilator pulled the smoke from the Jimson Kelp in his pipe roofward. ❋ Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- (1973)

Small posts slanting roofward from the rim of a pit-house, or from its "bench" when the pit was deeper, are characteristic of the Pueblo I period. ❋ Unknown (1964)

There was, a great gaping opening beyond, where plating was not yet placed and framemembers rose roofward for a long way still. ❋ Leinster, Murray, 1896- (1953)

But the guest stood pale and quivered, where the red flames roofward rose, ❋ Elva S. Smith (N/A)

Though girders rose roofward even yet, this was as high as the plating had gone. ❋ Murray Leinster (1935)

Rearing itself roofward from the center of the room is an enormous pyramidal altar, littered with a heterogeneous collection of offerings from the devout. ❋ Unknown (1918)

For he sat him down on the counter with his back against the wall and his legs stretched full length in front of him and glanced over the Tucson Star in leisurely fashion, while Pat's arms still projected roofward. ❋ William MacLeod Raine (1912)

Occasionally, during the winter, a herring-gull from the harbor swims into this bit of smoky blue; frequently a pigeon, sometimes a flock, sails past; and in the summer dusk, after the swallows quit it, a city-haunting night-hawk climbs out of the forest of chimney-pots, up, up above the smoke for his booming roofward swoop. ❋ Dallas Lore Sharp (1899)

Mounting by easy stages of half a dozen rapid strokes, catching flies by the way, and crying _peent-peent_, the acrobat climbs until I look a mere lump on the roof; then ceasing his whimpering _peent_, he turns on bowed wings and falls -- shoots roofward with fearful speed. ❋ Dallas Lore Sharp (1899)