The rainy night had ushered in a misty morning-half frost, half drizzle-and temporary brooks crossed our path-gurgling from the uplands. My feet were thoroughly wetted; I was cross and low; exactly the humour suited for making the most of these disagreeable things. 
It was a misty morning - half frost, half drizzle - and temporary brooks crossed our path, until my feet were thoroughly wetted, and I was cross and low. 