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Usage examples of snick.

He snicked the Derailleur gears up five sprockets and stood on the pedals, swooping down towards the city centre on the traffic-free road, the cool morning air chilling the sweat of fear that had drenched him in that terrifying moment when it looked as if his well-laid plan had gone wrong.

He heard Dingbat cough, the snick of the door, then the rustle of various materials as she climbed out of the plane.

In the moment that she jumped the couch she had heard the snick of the bolt driving a round inro the barrel chamber as Mesquita pressed the release stud.

Then the door was closed and there came a snick as Kynes threw the bolts.

Always, there was the steady tick, tick, tick of the ratchet wheels, the faint twang of the escapements, the snick of ruby on ruby, inside the little clock, and then the magnification of those sounds inside the thick brown and white marble night table top, and the echoes of those sounds bouncing back and forth underneath among the hard wooden table legs and on the shelf with its books, as Tim dozed the nights away with one eye sometimes opening a bit, then closing again.

Saul swallowed painfully, watching Eliot leave through the back, listening to the echo of the door snicking shut.

He kept an eye out for whirlwinds to stand in as he practiced flipping birds, the middle finger of his right hand snicking out like the blade of a switchblade knife.

It was Blate, just behind, and then she heard the unmistakable metallic snick of metal on metal.

There was no snick of the lock, but after a moment I heard the soft plash of flesh meeting water, and moved away.

Behind him he heard the faint snick of steel coming from scabbard, and he realized that he had finally put Sir Quinte and the others at his back.

Im talkin trees you cant even see roun, trees got snicks an stingers so big you dont want to think what maybe lookin at you there.

The shroff was clicking on his abacus, and left off snicking the beads up and down to remark casually that the compradore had gone.

Arms snicked from its sides and raised the man effortlessly to a seat beside the columnar body, legs spread around it.

Glancing down she saw the glitter of a narrow chain and heard the snick of the catches as her nipples and sex were joined in an unnerving triangle.

The podiatric click and thud, the visible breath, gravel's crunch, creak of Green's leather, the snick of a million urban lighters, the gauzy far-off humming ATHSCMEs pointing out true plumb north, the clunk and tinkle of stuff going into dumpsters and rustle of stuff in dumpsters settling and skirl of wind on the sharp edges of dumpsters and unmistakable clanks and tinkles of dumpster-divers and can-miners going after dumpsters' cans and bottles, the district Redemption Center down in West Brighton and actually even boldly sharing a storefront with Liquor World liquor store, so the can-miners can do like one-stop redeeming and shopping.