...Time and time again hefell, and when he rose his legs were plastered with soggy earth thatdid not dry; and the damp, fallen leaves and twigs he pitched intoclung to his coating of mud...
Various 「Astounding Stories, August, 1931」
...But with what a very different aspect! The blue cloaks were now ragged and yellowing garments, the trousers faded to the color of a half-baked brick, the shoes great cakes of mud...
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...With their pikes the soldiers were making small openings in the mud walls, shaping them into a border of little pinnacles...
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...The ground was exceedingly slippery, in some places almost liquid mud, white and caustic like the drip from the scaffolding of a house in the course of construction...
Vicente Blasco Ibanez Charlotte Brewster Jordan 「The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse」
...I go on then,and say that the landing-place on the opposite side was coveredwith mud, and slippery, and the fisherman was a great while incoming and going...
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra 「The History of Don Quixote de la Mancha」
...He was dressed in a gray blousetrimmed with black braid, dark, well-worn breeches with a doublethickness of cloth on the inside of the leg, and leathern leggingscracked by sun, rain, and mud...
Vicente Blasco Ibáñez Frances Douglas 「The Blood of the Arena」
... "Unship your rudder an' stick it in the mud," said Tom Platt...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... The two before him,all ignorant of the near presence of that terrifying form, continuedpreoccupied in the search for shellfish, poking about in the mud withshort sticks...
Edgar Rice Burroughs 「Jungle Tales of Tarzan」
...Greasy with slime and mud was his smooth,brown hide, and greasy with slime and mud was his beloved Enfield thathad shone so brightly in the first rays of the rising sun...
Edgar Rice Burroughs 「Tarzan the Terrible」
...I could not appear before you until I had washed some of the French mud from off my person...
Baroness Emmuska Orczy 「The Elusive Pimpernel」
...Everything is removed from the great front room, and the mud floor, well rubbed with bullock’s blood, glistens like polished mahogany...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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