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Usage examples of squeak.

The bat squeaked angrily, but evidently there were no somesthetic nerve-endings in the membrane.

What he did not want them to see was the occasional look of pained surprise or the muffled squeak she uttered when she was not quick enough with her shield and the pebble or tiny dart he bespelled to fly at her reached her hand or cheek and nipped and stung.

The bonsai had begun crying, its leaves trembling helplessly, its voice reduced to a sniffling squeak.

He looked away from the projected image, to find himself the object of a glare from Brond Halorn that would doubtless have wondrously transformed him into some species of small, squeaking vermin, had she but the power.

With an instinct more than two hundred million years old, Dig flattened herself against the ground, while burrowers squeaked and scrambled over each other.

The sounds of the night rang in his ears: the wet panting of the dogs, the crop and step of mares in the paddock beyond the ditch, the whicker of a nursing foal, and far out and once only the call of an owl to its young and a single high squeak in return.

It opened, with its familiar squeak, and a fresh-faced probationer constable came into the room.

Better than anything in nature she loved running water, and this was grey and icy and seemed to have a cold sweet smell, and she liked the slight squeaking noises her boots made on the quaggy turf when she shifted her balance.

Anything that clicked, squeaked, or rattled was identified and restowed, taped, or otherwise fastened into place.

Kasane gave a little squeak when Cat disturbed some roosting chickens and they flapped away.

As Tanalasta stepped through the door, she was greeted by the same squeaking sound that had distracted Sarmon earlier.

The new High Septon would doubtless wring his holy hands, and the Braavosi would squeak and squawk at her.

Probably the same one that will sometimes slip up outside my cabin window in the hollow squeaking shank of a strung-out night to suddenly squawl me up out of my swivel chair three feet in the air then disappear into the swamp with yips of ornery delight.

You can hear the engine tappets knocking from a block away, the springs squeak, and the headlights flicker.

The grating stopped, but Krysty could hear the squeak of an ungreased hinge.