All 50 Uses of
mallet
in
The Shining
- It had a mallet in one hand and it was swinging it (REDRUM) from side to side in vicious arcs, slamming it into the walls, cutting the silk wallpaper and knocking out ghostly bursts of plasterdust: Come on and take your medicine!†
Chpt 1
- The Shape advancing on him, reeking of that sweet-sour odor, gigantic, the mallet head cutting across the air with a wicked hissing whisper, then the great hollow boom as it crashed into the wall, sending the dust out in a puff you could smell, dry and itchy.†
Chpt 1
- Beside his daddy, in the other front seat, was a short-handled mallet, its head clotted with blood and hair.†
Chpt 1
- Do you play it with a croquet mallet?†
Chpt 2
- The roque mallet … has two sides.†
Chpt 3
- Each time he heard the roque mallet smash into the wall somewhere behind him he wanted to scream aloud.†
Chpt 3
- The whistle the head of the mallet made cutting through the air (roque … stroke … roque … stroke … REDRUM) before it crashed into the wall.†
Chpt 3
- There was a tiger in the hall, and now the tiger was just around the corner, still crying out in that shrill and petulant and lunatic rage, the roque mallet slamming, because this tiger walked on two legs and it was — He woke with a sudden indrawn gasp, sitting bolt upright in bed, eyes wide and staring into the darkness, hands crossed in front of his face.†
Chpt 3
- Falling through darkness again, now accompanied by the heavy, pounding thunder that was no longer the boiler but the sound of a whistling mallet striking silkpapered walls, knocking out whiffs of plaster dust.†
Chpt 3
- (the white rabbit had been on its way to a croquet party to the Red Queen's croquet party storks for mallets hedgehogs for balls) He touched the key, let his fingers wander over it.†
Chpt 3
- (this game isn't croquet though the mallets are too short this game is) (WHACK-BOOM!†
Chpt 3
- Except that the cane was no longer precisely a cane; it seemed to be a mallet with some kind of brightly striped handle.†
Chpt 4
- A mallet with a hard side and soft side.†
Chpt 4
- And the flat, whacking sound of the mallet against flesh had been replaced with a hollow booming sound, echoing and reverberating.†
Chpt 4
- He brought the mallet back for a final whistling downstroke and it was fully launched before he saw that the supplicating face below him was not George's but Danny's.†
Chpt 4
- "Daddy — " And then the mallet crashed home, striking Danny right between the eyes, closing them forever.†
Chpt 4
- In the corner was a stack of shuffleboard weights and a roque set — the wickets banded together with twists of wire, the brightly painted balls in an egg-carton sort of thing (strange hens you have up here, Watson … yes, and you should see the animals down on the front lawn, ha-ha), and the mallets, two sets of them, standing in their racks.†
Chpt 4
- He slipped one of the short-handled mallets out of the front rack and held it up in front of his face, like a knight bound for battle saluting his king.†
Chpt 4
- Fragments of his dream (it was all jumbled now, fading) recurred, something about George Hatfield and his father's cane, just enough to make him uneasy and, absurdly enough, a trifle guilty about holding a plain old garden-variety roque mallet.†
Chpt 4
- The mallet expressed that perfectly.†
Chpt 4
- He swung the mallet through the air … whhhoooop.†
Chpt 4
- (If it wasn't for Danny, I would take great pleasure in grabbing one of those mallets, opening the cowling, and just pounding until) He let his pent-up breath escape him in a long slow sigh.†
Chpt 4
- Down and down and down and down to — — the hallway, crouched in the hallway, and he had made a wrong turn, trying to get back to the stairs he had made a wrong turn and now AND NOW — — he saw he was in the short dead-end corridor that led only to the Presidential Suite and the booming sound was coming closer, the roque mallet whistling savagely through the air, the head of it embedding itself into the wall, cutting the silk paper, letting out small puffs of plaster dust.†
Chpt 4
- It lurched toward him in a horrible, shambling run, the roque mallet swinging up and up and up.†
Chpt 4
- An insane commercial jingle began to run through his mind to the tune: Buy dog food, rowf-rowf, rowfrowf, buy dog food … The steel mallet in the clockwork daddy's hands came down on the boy's head.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet rose and fell, rose and fell.†
Chpt 5
- Leaning against it was one of the roque mallets from the equipment shed.†
Chpt 5
- He walked to the chopping block and put his hand on the handle of the mallet.†
Chpt 5
- He had the roque mallet in one hand.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet whistled through the air.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet came down again with whistling, deadly velocity and buried itself in her soft stomach.†
Chpt 5
- Dimly she saw the mallet rebound.†
Chpt 5
- It came to her with sudden numbing reality that he meant to beat her to death with the mallet he held in his hands.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet whickered down.†
Chpt 5
- Jack's hold on the mallet was jarred loose when it hit the floor.†
Chpt 5
- She heard the mallet whistle through the air and then agony exploded on her right side as the mallet-head took her just below the line of her breasts, breaking two ribs.†
Chpt 5
- She heard the mallet whistle through the air and then agony exploded on her right side as the mallet-head took her just below the line of her breasts, breaking two ribs.†
Chpt 5
- Yet instinct made her roll over, roll away, and the mallet whizzed past the side of her face, missing by a naked inch.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet came down.†
Chpt 5
- And then the mallet was coming down again.†
Chpt 5
- He brought the mallet down again and this time she rolled toward him, down the stairs, inside the arc of his swing.†
Chpt 5
- Then he thumped to the floor, the mallet flying from his hand.†
Chpt 5
- He rolled over and stretched out for the handle of the mallet.†
Chpt 5
- She leaped onto his back as his hand closed over the shaft of the roque mallet.†
Chpt 5
- He was grasping the roque mallet loosely in his left hand.†
Chpt 5
- He was only four risers from the top, measuring the distance with the rogue mallet in his left hand as he pulled himself up with his right.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet slammed down behind her and she threw herself forward, sobbing.†
Chpt 5
- Over her shoulder she saw Jack stumble forward, overbalance, and bring the mallet down just before he crashed to the carpet, expelling a bright splash of blood onto the nap.†
Chpt 5
- The mallet head struck her squarely between the shoulder blades and for a moment the agony was so great that she could only writhe, hands opening and clenching.†
Chpt 5
- Jack was crawling after her, using the roque mallet as a crutch or a cane.†
Chpt 5
Definition:
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(mallet) a piece of equipment for pounding or hittingsuch as:
- a tool resembling a hammer but with a large cylindrical head that is usually made of rubber or wood
- a long stick with a thick cylindrical head used to hit a ball in polo or croquet
- a light drumstick with a rounded head that is used to strike percussion instruments