Harvey staggered over the wet
decks to the nearest rail.
The hired man was still drying his wet
feet at the stove, and Ethan could only give Mattie a quick look as he said beneath his breath: "I'll be back early.
It is difficult enough to fix a tent in dry weather: in wet
, the task becomes herculean.
He bent suddenly down to Jerry, who was standing as close against his legs as he could, so close that his wet
forepaws rested on Skipper's bare feet.
He scrambled ashore and shook himself to get off some of the wet
, and then leaned over the pool to look admiringly at his reflected face.
Inexpressibly frightened and believing, no doubt (with some reason, too) that brutes without meant brutality within, he hobbled away from all the houses, and with gray, wet
fields to right of him and gray, wet
fields to left of him--with the rain half blinding him and the night coming in mist and darkness, held his way along the road that leads to Greenton.
She was wet
and uncomfortable, it is true; but, after sighing that one sigh I told you of, she managed to recall some of her customary cheerfulness and decided to patiently await whatever her fate might be.
Perhaps, if I saw more of those absent ones, I would not love them so well-- at least, that is what I think on wet
days when the wind is howling round the house and all nature is overcome with grief; and it has actually happened once or twice when great friends have been staying with me that I have wished, when they left, I might not see them again for at least ten years.
Everything was wet
except Maud, and she, in oilskins, rubber boots, and sou'wester, was dry, all but her face and hands and a stray wisp of hair.
What with my wet
clothes and weariness, and my belly that now began to ache with hunger, I had enough to trouble me without that.
He stood, listened, and gazed sometimes down at the wet
mossy ground, sometimes at Laska listening all alert, sometimes at the sea of bare tree tops that stretched on the slope below him, sometimes at the darkening sky, covered with white streaks of cloud.
But she was thinking of the engraving in her mother's scrapbook and of the Vikings on the wet
sands of England.