watch-tick

Updated: January 11, 2026

A kind of snort, a sort of hiss; mechanical in its regularity, startling in its strangeness, it came across the valley with the unbroken rhythm of a watch-tick. "Well, I guess it won't eat us," he ventured at last. "We'll just run it down and perhaps poke a hole in it."

Robert J. C. Stead - The Cow Puncher