"...we heard, from the far end of the garden, not the shrill and assertive alarm bell which assailed and deafened with its ferruginous, interminable, frozen sound any member of the household who set it off on entering "without ringing," but the double tinkle, timid, oval, golden, of the visitors' bell, everyone would at once exclaim "A visitor!"
"We were all in the garden when the double tinkle of the visitors' bell sounded shyly."
Marcel Proust (Swann's Way)
"I had heard the noise of the garden bell at Combray---that far-distant noise which nevertheless was within me----"
Marcel Proust (Time Regained)
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