In an instant her bonnet, her shawl, her dress, were all sopping.
By now the water in the cabin was up to the bunks, and the bed-clothes were sopping.
Mrs. Peakslow went on again, sopping her eyes with the remnant of rags.
She took off her sopping frock, and gave it to the woman to hang up.
There in the sopping lowlands they are harvesting the last marsh hay.
Her eyes ...