Then there was the sleigh ride, during which she found her tongue and chattered like any magpie, and so ended that glorious Christmas Day; and many and many a night thereafter did Rebecca go to sleep with the precious coral chain under her pillow, one hand always upon it to be certain that it was safe.
The little boy chattered volubly in French too.
Porcupine, while his teeth chattered with fear.
"Linton is just six months younger than I am," she chattered, as we strolled leisurely over the swells and hollows of mossy turf, under shadow of the trees.
" And her teeth chattered as she shrank closer to the almost extinguished embers.
" So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and began to look quite pleasant, when all at once our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the court.
And as they walked, they chattered to each other of this and that, all except Pooh, who was making up a song.
Cyrus Harding and his companions were astounded on seeing that, overcome by some terrible emotion, his teeth chattered like those of a person in a fever.
That day, however, they never dreamed of what was in store for them, but chattered away as they cleared up the room, and then ran off ready for play, feeling that they had earned it by work well done.
" chattered Billie.
" chattered his brother Billie.
" chattered the monkey chap.
" chattered Johnnie, "for here comes the fox!
" chattered the boy squirrel, most impolitely.
I was young enough for them not to feel shy, and they chattered merrily about one thing and another.
By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
She would have much preferred to sit back with the girls, where she could have laughed and chattered to her heart's content.
"Oh, Mar—Marilla," chattered Anne, "I'll b-b-be contt-tented with c-c-commonplace places after this.
Over at the railway station a group of young girls was waiting for a train; she heard their gay laughter as they chattered and joked.
But far away in Africa, where the monkeys chattered in the palm-trees before they went to bed under the big yellow moon, they would say to one another, "I wonder what The Good Man's doing now—over there, in the Land of the White Men!
