Twist, as a wet rag

Usage examples of wring.

Knute came in wringing his hands about the potential for lost alumnae funds and what were we going to do about the position of director of alumnae affairs?

And, as if wrung by some sudden pain, the sleeper turned heavily round, groaned audibly, and awoke.

This bland, slick, talkative bookseller, was he arranging some blackmailing scheme to kidnap the girl and wring blood-money out of her father?

Here was the palace and stronghold of their monarchs, the Chagans, and here they continued a threat to all the surrounding nations, while enjoying the vast spoils which they had wrung from ruined peoples.

She threw herself on her knees, and raising up her hands, cried the same words in tones which wrung my heart.

I think he wanted Dinai and Seum debilitated by their treatment, so he could more easily wring confessions out of them.

Do you want me to turn you over to Sezarre, to Delai, to have them wring the truth from you?

It would be ridiculous to attempt to wring any doctrinal significance from these customs.

Egoist agony wrung the outcry from him that dupery is a more blessed condition.

Dietrich bowed, and passing Farina, informed him that the Club would wring satisfaction out of him for the insult.

Is there anything that will make me want to wring your miserable frigging necks less than I want to wring them right now?

The hag, then slowly re-entering the cave, groaningly picked up the heavy purse, took the lamp from its stand, and, passing to the remotest depth of her cell, a black and abrupt passage, which was not visible, save at a near approach, closed round as it was with jutting and sharp crags, yawned before her: she went several yards along this gloomy path, which sloped gradually downwards, as if towards the bowels of the earth, and, lifting a stone, deposited her treasure in a hole beneath, which, as the lamp pierced its secrets, seemed already to contain coins of various value, wrung from the credulity or gratitude of her visitors.

Pineor, Bart wrung them, as if trying to kill the keld that had originally worn the skin.

He heard the loud plaudits of the assembled court shaking the vast hall as the Laureate ended his song--and, drooping his head, some stinging tears welled up in his eyes and fell scorchingly on his clasped hands--tears wrung from the very depth of his secretly tortured soul.

As steam power came off the huge driving shaft and the engine began to slow, the noise lessened and the stokers leaned gratefully on their shovels, their chests gulping air heavy with coal dust and wrung out the towels they wore about their necks.