The water drip became a stream.

When it rained here last week, Karen Stemberg lay unable to sleep, listening to the water drip in yet another new corner.

When the boat's motor hushed, we could hear water drip from the ceiling.

This time he paused in front of Chekov, quickly demonstrated how to start the water drip again, and triggered a small ignitor with his thumb.

Blackness, silence, with only the far-off echo of an intermittent water drip to stimulate his senses.

He dipped his hand in it and let drops of water drip into the dog's mouth.

Her features were composed, but the pitcher rattled the washbowl, and she let the spilled water drip to the carpet.

Within the beam of her light, Karen watched trickles of water drip and flow from cracks in the ceiling.

She stood so still, she could hear water drip in the shower, hear her heart beat.

Pour a little water on your head, but don't let the water drip and soak your shoes.