His collar and shirt were unbuttoned, and his neck and shoulders were sopping wet with water.
Desmond stared gloomily out at the soppinggarden with an uneasy feeling that he had failed in his duty.
Ours was a poor concern, and as I had to wander about in the rain some time before I turned in, I was sopping wet, and of course passed the night so.
But the real trouble was when we found we were being swamped, the water flowing in and soppingus and our belongings, the latter being by far the most important.
Then we took them home, and the girls bothered till we changed our clothes, which were indeed sopping with the elements we had faced.
You forget yourself," said Brederode, turning red, and contriving to keep his dignity in spite of Hendrik's sopping overalls.
The heather was sopping wet with dew, and I did not care to lie down in it just then.
Underfoot the ground was sopping wet, for the spring sun had no power as yet to penetrate down to where the brown needles and a tangle of black and moldering grass of last year’s growth would soon be covered by the shoots of the new spring.
As usual all the parts to be glued must be cleansed by a brush and clean water, sopping up the moisture after each application, pressing repeatedly the loose parts until they seem to be clean enough.
The occasional sopping up with the sponge and cloth will show the progress that is made.
Once on the bench, with a sopping towel at his head, Bob soon regained consciousness and opened his eyes.
But Tom answered that he didn’t see that that counted for much, because his feet were sopping wet already.
Then my clothes were so sopping wet, old Timothy made me take them off and get into his bed.
It was so warm when we camped that the snow melted as it fell, and everything got sopping wet.
Water had been brought; she woke to find herself upon the couch, the old woman woodenly sopping her head and hands.
Then, for the first time, he felt something numb and queer about his left arm and putting his hand on it he found the sopping sleeve was torn and a warm ooze of blood welling through the cold water from the canal.
And there we ate it about midnight and went to sleep in the sopping herbage.
But he was eventually hauled out, with my saddle and bags, of course, sopping wet.
But it was already chokeful of other troops, and more than half our brigade would have had to bivouac in the sopping fields.
My fathers were once chiefs like yours," continued Scood, amusing himself by sopping up the water and squeezing the sponge with his toes.
Dismounted, they fought with carbines in all the sopping ways, while from every slight rise the metal duellists barked at one another.
And when they drew closer they saw Georgiades lying on his back under a cedar, the whole front of his shirt from chest to belly a sopping mess of blood.
The sky it is leaden, the lawn sopping wet, And sodden the balls are, and slack is the net!
I went in over tops of boots and wet my feet sopping wet.
Tommy had been in wading without his trousers being rolled up, and got 'em sopping wet.
Now and then I sat down to recover breath and to wring my sopping skirts, and to wait for the sound of the cart advancing, after the frequent silences that betokened bogs.
She slept the entire day, and I sat by the cradle and watched her, sopping several handkerchiefs with those foolish tears which I am supposed to weep for the pleasure of it and could help shedding if I liked.
This mode will cost you a great deal more in salt, or rather in taxes, than the sopping mode; but without it, your bacon will not be sweet and fine, and will not keep so well.
When they retired to the comparative comfort of their sopping bunks praying for a rest, it was Nickerson who roused them out and drove them from task to task with lurid oaths and fearful threats.
The snow lay deep in these woods and I was sopping wet up to the knees.
She drew in the skirts of her fur cloak to make room for me, and in my muddy boots and sopping clothes I took the seat she pointed out.
Look at your hair all white with mist and your sopping dress.
She could feel a pulse in the sopping soil and her heart beat with it.
The aide had been eyeing the mud-bedaubed figure with water dripping from the torn coat, the sopping cap dangling in the dirty hand, the blue unshaven chin and red-rimmed eyes.
