The old manor's bell-pulls were polished by the housekeeper every morning.

At the small outdoor concert, the percussionist’s bell trees added a shimmering, ethereal layer to the arrangement.

During the restoration, the craftsmen carefully measured each of the bell arches to ensure the new stones matched the original curves.

The shop displayed colorful bell-collars for curious kittens.

The village's old churchyard had two ornate bell cots standing sentinel at the entrance.

At the consecration, the altar server rang the sacring-bells three times to draw attention to the Blessed Sacrament.

The sance bells clanged as the mediums began the ritual.

As we walked through the misty valley, the distant clinking of sheep-bells guided us back to the village.

The children laughed as the swimming bells bobbed gently at the water's edge.

As dusk fell over the village, the passing-bells began to toll, sending a chill through the gathered crowd.