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Much of the clay chinking had dropped out from between the logs.
The roof poles were in place now, and much of the chinking was packed.
There was silence, a chinking, then she heard his boots on the floor as he walked towards her.
When we came back with the mud, everybody pitched in and we finished the outside chinking.
The chinking was from their bridles as they chewed the woman's cloak.
No chinking here, for the logs had been forested flanks.
Following local custom, the log chinking is covered with 1/4 pole strips.
With no more than a faint chinking of bridles we moved off into the starlit night.
Sometimes a wall would collapse under the growing weight of the roof as one season's mud chinking went on top of another's.
The wind shrieked down the chimney and sought the places where the chinking was loose.
Except for the north wind in the trees far above them, and the occasional metallic chinking of gravel, the beach was totally silent.
After a while the chinking was resumed.
Paks heard the faint chinking of the links of the chain.
It felt heavy, and there was an unmistakable metallic chinking as I tilted it.
Next, he will replace the chinking, a mortarlike substance used to caulk the space between logs.
In a minute or two it flitted back again and then the subdued chinking sounded again.
He was re-reading the photocopy 'What's your chinking about this last paragraph?'
Now he heard two drums, not quite together, the shuffle of feet, and the faintest chinking of armor.
I heard the chinking of metal and the hiss of a paraffin heater being turned up.
The interior logs are trimmed with split-pole chinking.
A silence fell between the knight and the enchantress, the world around them quiet too except for the distant chinking from the armorers.
The ends of the pavilion are built from log walls with white chinking, like log cabins.
The curb's chinking was riddled with wasp burrows.
The mud-and-moss chinking had cracked out of the spaces between many of the whitish-gray logs.
The chinking of the legionaries' equipment seemed unnaturally loud to Cato as he marched down towards the settlement.