Boxer heard the rustle of Prickly Porky's tail dragging through the leaves and turned to see who was coming.
Taking care not to so much as rustle a dry leaf on the ground, Peter stole around the end of the great windfall until he could see the entrance Mrs.
4 m/s, leaves rustle.
Just as he had about made up his mind that there was nothing to do but to try to find his way home, his keen little ears caught the faintest rustle of dry leaves.
He moved forward slowly, setting each foot down with the greatest care, so as not to snap a stick or rustle the leaves.
Before I saw, I felt that life was in the great room, usually void: not that there was either stir or breath, or rustle of sound, but Vacuum lacked, Solitude was not at home.
Not a whisper, not a rustle, rose now from the dark figure over which we stooped.
We hurried through the dark shrubbery, amid the dull moaning of the autumn wind and the rustle of the falling leaves.
For half an hour I waited with every nerve on the alert, but there came no other sound save the chiming clock and the rustle of the ivy on the wall.
" Just then there was another rustle in the grass, a little nearer than before.
Catherine leaned her head and arms on the table, till she heard the slight rustle of the covering being removed; then she stole away, and quietly seated herself beside her cousin.
I was cogitating what the mystery might be, and determined Catherine should never suffer to benefit him or any one else, by my good will; when, hearing a rustle among the ling, I looked up and saw Mr.
No one heard the rustle of wings as she hovered over the little bed and touched the lips, the eyes, the hands of the sleeper, and then flew away, leaving three gifts behind.
Minot was looking for the letter, hid her face and lay so still she could hear the rustle of the paper as it was taken from the floor.
The quaint figure, in its belaced frock, quilted petticoat, and red-heeled shoes, seemed to come tripping toward her in such a life-like way, that she almost saw the curls blow back, heard the rustle of the rich brocade, and caught the sparkle of the little maid's bright eyes.
And the park, and those trees,—how beautiful they are, and how the leaves rustle!
The train swept by with a rustle and roar, the little pebbles jumped and danced under it as it passed, and the children were left looking at each other.
There is the rustle of the myriad animals on the beach, all the little shelled things that crawl about ceaselessly, and there is the noisy scurrying of the land-crabs.
Now the reeds take it up—forget, forget, they sigh, and it dies away in a rustle and a whisper.
All was a-shake and a-shiver—glints and gleams and sparkles, rustle and swirl, chatter and bubble.
