A hinge creaked, but it was no louder than the rustle of silk against silk.
He had caught the rustle of silks, the indignant breathing of a woman.
He could hear the rustle of her clothes as she leaned forward.
It was the rustle of the trees about him, stirred by a gentle rising breeze.
It was more like the rustle of dry leaves, but there were no dry leaves to rustle.
It's a shame to allow women to rustle their dresses so near the holy relics.'
And then it was time for all four to rustle their programmes.
There were the sounds of footsteps and the rustle of skirts at the other end of the hall.
She rose with a rustle and moved toward the ancient melodeon.
The rustle in the circle was now so pronounced as to amount almost to a disturbance.