muck-dirt

Updated: May 3, 2025

Now David, though repudiating in the village Red Wull's complicity with the crimes, at home was never so happy as when casting cunning innuendoes to that effect. "What would you have him then?" he asked. "Red, yaller, muck-dirt colour?" and he stared significantly at the Tailless Tyke, who was lying at his master's feet. The little man ceased rubbing his knees and eyed the boy.

Alfred Ollivant - Bob, Son of Battle