What is "thump"

Usage examples of "thump".

Then, outside, the addressograph began to thump again, and he had to force himself not to ruin the lines as his body tried to flinch.

Her heart still thumping in her chest, Angelique sank back into the water.

But while he basked in his new happiness I travelled in my close stuffy envelope to Dulminster, and after having been tossed in and out of bags, shuffled, stamped, thumped, tied up, and generally shaken about, I arrived one morning at Dulminster Archdeaconry, and was laid on the breakfast table among other appetising things to greet Mrs.

Uncle exposed one armthe Council titteredand reached down and thumped the floor twice.

I smell the tarragon in the Breton sauce prepared for the artichoke leaves, and hurry to the drinks cabinet, heart thumping, absurdly fearful that my living soul is chopped into the sauce with the tarragon leaves.

Nursing my arm, I looked up through streaming tears at the man behind it and caught my breath, cutting off the noise I was making, almost as if they had also managed to thump me in the solar plexus.

The workmen, grimy with the black ashy soot of the tunnels and pits of the ruined house, groaned with effort as they hoisted the heavy crate up onto the table and let it fall with a massive thump.

Still it required eight thumps on her asterisk to get her attention, nearly too many.

It was a handsome stone bridge with a barbican at its further end, and Thomas feared the garrison of that tower might see them, but no one called an alarm and no crossbow bolts thumped across the river.

The animal was almost beyond effective range now, but the next bullet fired with the rear sight at maximum elevation fell in a long arcing trajectory and they heard the thump of the strike, long after the beisa had collapsed abruptly and disappeared below the line of grey scrub.

Young Caddles became aware of a little dark blue figure thumping at his shin.

Smitty and thumped his tail on the floor before heaving to his feet and following Cas over to the counter.

Sweaty oil added a high polish to their bodies that made their red skin look like ripe McIntosh apples, and the gnashing of teeth could be heard through the metal clunk and thump of heaving and hefting.

Her heart thumped at the thought that the visitor might be Cor, but her first guess had been correct.

Van Deef smiled, followed him and promptly thumped against his back in the warehouse cubicle.