A loud low dull continuous noise

Usage examples of rumble.

Beyond Abies, the earth was rumbling, shouts and trampling footsteps approaching fast.

Nell came out, nine-tenths of a ton of daintiness, and rumbled admonitorily at Nugget, who trailed her closely.

With a grinding rumble, an entire section of the pile gave way just below where Alec stood, sweeping the swordsman over the edge.

I started at the sight -- children and weapons was a mix I learned to avoid even when I was a child myself, learning to handle power weapons while our caravan rumbled its way across the Hyperion moors -- but Alem smiled and took the pistol from the boy, patting him on the back.

Alex put his hand over his belly and prayed Baldric would wind things up quickly before serious rumbling ensued.

The rumbling is loud as a Pelek Baw throughway, and tremors have begun to shake the ston?

They were chaffing her bawdily, one fumbling after her breasts, as the great wooden wheels rumbled by.

The beshti set to bawling and rumbling, rubbing necks and heads and snuffing familiar scents, as happy as the rest of them, weary as the creatures were, and deserving of rest.

The thought of Bevel -- of anyone -- touching any portion of the body resting so peacefully against his caused a growl to rumble in his throat, had him exposing his fangs and tensing his body for attack.

The scene is set for a rumble and what better place for a biker fight than a flea-market swap meet for motorcycle parts sponsored by the British Motor Cycling Club.

I listened to the rain, and to the rattling of the bleared, small-paned windows, and marked a rumbling of approaching thunder quite unusual for the season.

There was Bock, with head quizzically tilted, uttering a rumbling guttural vibration that seemed to proceed automatically from his interior.

The air was hot and unmoving, not leavened by even the hint of a breeze, and the only sounds on this still afternoon were the scratchy scuttlings of lizards in the underbrush abutting the road, the chirrups of unseen cicadas, and the occasional far-off rumbling of truck engines as Corban pickups headed on or off the highway.

The sound, the rumbling, came from the P waves, the Primary or pressure waves, acting like sound waves pulsing through the ground, compressing and dilating the rock, pulling and pushing the earth, manifested as the ground moving violently up and down.

The lodge was perched at the edge of a dramatic bluff, and in the canyon below were rapids where the oddly chalk-colored waters of the River Dob raged and rumbled over enormous boulders.