And now the trio was a trio of castanet smacks and cymbal claps.
I turned to Scipio, standing by the low-boy, his teeth, going like a castanet.
That vulgar girl is singing the castanet song in the second act at this moment.
The kettle drum and the castanet were in common use among them, and pictures of girls playing on the lute are not infrequent.
My teeth were actually chattering in my head, with a castanet accompaniment to my discomfort.
The castanet player does not sing; but his four colleagues have good voices, and, in glees, harmonize charmingly.
There again was castanet, a partisan leader in a voluminous peruke and with a taste for controversial divinity.
Where the two were missing he carried the stem of his pipe, and when he talked the stem clicked, like a castanet.
He shook the door by the iron handle until the latch clattered like a castanet: there was no sound from within.
One hundred inferior maxillaries began to castanet away like mad.