Twice a hatchet came flittering through the firelight, its bright blade flashing as it circled, to fall perilously close, and several times a squaw or two prodded one or the other with a moccasined toe.
"The Maid of the Whispering Hills"
Vingie E. Roe
De Courtenay threw back his head and laughed, the flecks of light from the fire flittering across his handsome features.
"The Maid of the Whispering Hills"
Vingie E. Roe
Here were marble benches, and steps down to the water, and sometimes the bright gleams of sunshine came flittering through the leaves, and sometimes the leaves themselves came fluttering down and floated on the surface of the pool.
"Mrs. Cliff's Yacht"
Frank R. Stockton