Once or twice I heard a rustle by the tent door.

They moved so softly that they escaped unheardunless Beaumaroy were right in the notion that his ear caught a little rustle of the bracken.

Close by sounded a rustle of leaves, a sharp squeak; a tragedy had been consummated, and the fierce little mink stared malevolently across the body of his victim at the motionless figure on the beach.

" "Don't strain yoreself," advised Mr. Pooley, making a brave rustle among the papers on his desk.

It brought a silken, sweeping rustle, a whispering of the bearded grain.

Days came and went, and labouring at the forge or lying out in the sunshine gazing wistfully beyond the swaying tree-tops, Beltane would oft start and turn his head, fancying the rustle of her garments in his ears, or her voice calling to him from some flowery thicket; and the wind in the trees whispered "Helen!"

And the trodden moss-tufts hiss and sing 'Tis an eerie thing o'er the moor to fare When the tangled reed-beds rustle.

Then clearly floated to him a slow sweeping rustle of the wheat.

She heard the talk that followed the polite rustle of applause at the first intermission, without being irritated by it, without even listening to what it meant, though here and there a phrase registered itself upon her ear.

the ripe and hoary rye Waving white and billowy, Gives a husky rustle, as Fitful breezes fluttering pass.

A sudden cold loathing of her possessed him; he hated the sound of her soft voice; he hated the rustle of her garments, as she leaned against the door with her handkerchief at her eyes.

During both séances Mrs. Lord kept up an almost continuous clapping of handsthe noise was not loud, but sufficient to aid in hiding any rustle of the Medium's dress, or creaking of a chair.

He missed the soft silken rustle of the wheat.

He heard her step at last,a light, gliding step,so light that her coming was often unheard, except by those who perceived the faint rustle that went with it.

You hear only the monotonous murmur of the cascades, resembling the rustle of the leaves that the wind stirs in the forest.

"Saw wood an' rustle around," said Haught.

I prefer newspapers torn into shreds that rustle and fly ...

" If there had been a dead hush before, succeeding the rustle that had followed the suggestions about the stick, a silence far more palpable now descended.

The peepul trees rustle softly overhead, the languorous soft air laps them round, the scent of the East is in their nostrils, but their eyes are with their hearts, and is this what they see?

To learn such a simple lesson Need I go to Paris and Rome, That the many make a household, But only one the home? 'Twas just a womanly presence, An influence unexprest, But a rose she had worn on my grave-sod Were more than long life with the rest! 'Twas a smile, 'twas a garment's rustle, 'Twas nothing that I can phrase, But the whole dumb dwelling grew conscious, And put on her looks and ways.

Each valley has its tributary stream, down which, even in the dog-days, cool breezes rustle.

"And yet," he said after a moment, "there's something here in this bit of copse that whispers to me beautiful secretsthe sunshine among the stems, the rustle of leaves, the wandering breeze, the scent and coolness of it all!

The night wind stirs the tree-tops, twigs crack, bushes rustle, and before I know where I am, the morale has gone phut

I was thinking how love softens even the voice of this file-throated screamer, when along the garden walk came the rustle of a woman's clothes, and, springing up, I stood face to face with Georgiana.

And whilst its leaves continued their melodious rustle the palm remembered how once, long, long ago, a glorious human being had visited the oasis.