What is "chimneypiece"

Usage examples of "chimneypiece".

Torches set in iron sconces on either side of the chimneypiece flamed vivid red, hissing and smoking and dripping hot pitch.

Audrey crossed the floor and, reaching to the far side of the chimneypiece there, put up her hand within a brick.

Its high ceiling was plaster with pendant bosses and the chimneypiece was an elaborate two-tier dome, ornately carved.

By the time they had reached the two-tiered chimneypiece they were beginning to show a faint interest and, much encouraged, she urged them to view the ceiling.

The chimneypiece was of a rococo design with candle holders, gilded woodwork and a vast mirrored wall, and the table they sat at was of walnut with a marquetry border and capable of accommodating a dozen people.

The house was in a beautiful state of preservation, as was the elderly butler who presently opened the door, and led her, at his own pace, across the narrow hall and up a handsome staircase to the drawing room--an apartment which took up a major part of the first floor, with windows both back and front and a vast chimneypiece the focal point of its further wall.

Large and lofty, with french windows opposite a chimneypiece of vast proportions, its walls were white-painted wood, its panels separated by gilded beading.

A creamy marble bust of a woman was guarded under an arch by the chimneypiece, curls of stone hair falling gently over softly carved features.

Over the chimneypiece was the huge BleinkElmeink coat-of-arms, supported by two tall Templars.

It was near the Garden Lounge, which looked like an old English garden, and as they walked around the ship, Victoria was impressed by the marble chimneypiece in the Adam Drawing Room and the elegant style of the ship, and she was fascinated by what the other women were wearing.

Beale, for a minute, still with her eyes on him as he leaned upon the chimneypiece, appeared to turn this over.

He turned his back to her and stood with his nose at the glass of the chimneypiece while he brushed specks of ash out of his beard.

He had already, at the foot of the stair, called out to the stout patronne, a lady who turned to him from the bustling, breezy hall a countenance covered with fresh matutinal powder and a bosom as capacious as the velvet shelf of a chimneypiece, over which her round white face, framed in its golden frizzle, might have figured as a showy clock.

Then he climbed up a ladder into a loft, where he had his straw-bed, while his son slept below stairs at the end of a kind of niche near the chimneypiece and the servant shut herself up in a kind of cellar, a black hole which was formerly used to store the potatoes.

From the alcove back to the chimneypiece and down, his steps followed his glance through to the kitchen as the phone rang and he stood there at the table studying the smudges, crosses, hails of arrows till it stopped ringing.