And then, from outside, boots rang against the cobbles.

His boots rang on the floor as he crossed to her and hunkered down.

The suit he wore was black, and its heavy boots rang on the naked metal deck.

His boots rang on a metal ladder as he went down.

His boots rang against stone as he strode across the courtyard.

His black boots rang on the pavement, sounding like a death knell.

There was silence, then the main church door opened and steps approached, the boots ringing on the flagstones.

He was thinking of all those nights, listening to the colonel's jump boots ring against the floor.

On and on they walked, their boots ringing on the hard floor.

As their boots rang on the cobbles of the square, faces appeared at windows and doors.