From the edge of a village with a drearily impoverished church tower, a dusty road climbed a hill to serve isolated farms.

In the distance she could hear an alarm bell jangling menacingly from a church tower.

I am in a village two miles from the sea, checking out its unusual round church tower.

The shadow of the church tower nudged across the far side of the plaza mayor.

From the church tower overlooking the Place midday was announced by an unbeautiful bell.