...Hercheeks were wet with tears, and her silken brown hair fell in carelessdisarray...
Various 「Astounding Stories, August, 1931」
...But that is nothing; for he must not think to catchfish who is afraid to wet his feet...
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra 「The History of Don Quixote de la Mancha」
...The noble maiden was completely changed, a fearful pallorcovered her emaciated face, which was wet with tears, andeven the disorder of her garments and hair showed hergrief...
Antonio de Trueba Henry J. Gill 「The Cid Campeador」
... The tenth afternoon there was a falling swell and a thick, wet, white fog that hid one end of the brig from the other...
Robert Louis Stevenson 「Kidnapped」
...Then Ished my wet garments, and slept in my bunk till we anchored off a village inMull in a clear blue morning...
John Buchan 「Mr. Standfast」
...I can feel yet thesour, bleak smell of wet rock and ice and the hard nerve pain that racked myforehead...
John Buchan 「Mr. Standfast」
... “Yes; but we can hardly reach it now, without getting our feet wet...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Ten Years Later」
... The chief engineer entered for a moment, red, smiling, and wet...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... "Wait till our mainsail's bent, an' she walks home with all her salt wet...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
..."It's wet out yondher, children...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...Long Jack and Uncle Salters slipped the windlass-brakes into their sockets, and began to heave up the anchor, the windlass jarring as the wet hempen cable strained on the barrel...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... "Hold on!" roared Tom Plait "D'ye want to nail the trip, Dan? That's Jonah sure, 'less you sing it after all our salt's wet...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...She slipped away quite quietly one wet, white morning, moved to a patch of deep water, her sails all hanging anyhow, and Harvey saw the funeral through Disko's spy-glass...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...A Gloucester swordfish-boat drifted alongside, a man in the little pulpit on the bowsprit flourishing his harpoon, his bare head plastered down with the wet...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... and the roads were wet and muddy—” ...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Louise de la Valliere」
... Sir Andrew Ffoulkes, wrapped in a piece of sacking, had taken shelter right underneath the coal-cart; even then he was getting wet through to the skin...
Baroness Orczy 「El Dorado」
... I had to go on my knees to ascend the stair, and I could feelthat the steps were wet...
John Buchan 「Prester John」
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