At last, about four o'clock, at the very moment when the Abbe de Sponde returned home, and just as mademoiselle began to think she had set the table with the best plate and linen and prepared the choicest dishes to no purpose, the click-clack
of a postilion was heard in the Val-Noble.
It once echoed to the click-clack
of the loom and the gentle whirr of spinning wheel and winding pirn as the Brydein and Christie families proudly wove the shawls, rugs and tartans that made the village famous.
Remember that the next time you walk past a molding machine and hear a repetitive click-clack
, clickclack, click-clack
Georgie's shop smelt strongly of Brylcreem and shaving soap, and was a quiet male refuge, the only sound generally being the click-clack
of Georgie's scissors.
With Hunt You Down , Kesha delivers a few tongue-in-cheek threats of bodily harm over a vintage click-clack
beat, making a smart nod to Miranda Lambert's Mama's Broken Heart .
Moaning Stars On bright nights, summer nights if she closed her eyes real tight, she said she could hear the stars moan, And if she listened caretully, and long enough, she heard the universe churn and click-clack
, like the boxcar taking her ancestors to Auschwitz, under a dark crushed moon.
from the eerie purple courtyard into the fabulous Michael's On East Ballroom, which the committee spent 18 magical hours converting into Safe Sex High's Paranormal Prom.
No high heels, no click-clack
, no fashionable black dress, but the empty rundown space and the woman are real.
Gaiman offers his own ingenious spin on Sherlock Holmes in his award-nominated mystery tale The Case of Death and Honey, whilst Click-Clack
the Rattlebag explains the creaks and clatter we hear when we're all alone in the darkness.
Ipe wood insets are placed throughout the yard; "when you walk on them, you get a great click-clack
sound underfoot--just like on a boardwalk," says Tessier.
And yet, while the digital world is desperately trying to bury it, and the warning signs prophesizing its end are everywhere, the click-clack
of the keys can still be heard -- an evident comfort to many.
There's an almost innate sense of satisfaction that comes from setting up dominoes in elaborate designs, then knocking them down and listening to their gentle click-clack