1 Ten times a night they talked of going out to soak themselves with the hose and wade through the dew, but they were too listless to take the trouble.
2 Antonia said she didn't believe it; that the dogs probably lapped up the dew in the early morning, like the rabbits.
3 Each morning, while the dew was still on the grass, Antonia went with me up to the garden to get early vegetables for dinner.
4 On Sunday morning I rose early and got out of Black Hawk while the dew was still heavy on the long meadow grasses.
5 The air was heavy, and cold with dew.
6 An icy dew had chilled his face, and immediately upon arousing he curled farther down into his blanket.
7 The deep fervor of Tom's feelings, the softness of his voice, his tears, fell like dew on the wild, unsettled spirit of the poor woman.
8 They rolled in the dew, they cropped mouthfuls of the sweet summer grass, they kicked up clods of the black earth and snuffed its rich scent.
9 It had been lying there some days, for rain and dew had stained it, and the mark of its shape was on the grass where it had fallen.
10 The night dew falls, the hour is late.
11 The green boughs glittered with all their pearls of dew.
12 And in the morning, when she came in again, she would just have been for a little walk in the dew, as she fairly often did before breakfast.
13 The dew seemed to sparkle more brightly on the green leaves; the air to rustle among them with a sweeter music; and the sky itself to look more blue and bright.
14 My clothes were all sodden with dew, and my coat-sleeve was drenched with blood from my wounded thumb.
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In IX. THE ADVENTURE OF THE ENGINEER’S THUMB 15 The rain cooled about half-past three to a damp mist through which occasional thin drops swam like dew.