slime-plastered

Updated: April 30, 2025

The priests used to tap at my door when I came back from the battlefields all muddy, with a slime-plastered face, writing furiously, and an old padre used to plague me like that, saying: "What news? It goes well, eh? Not too well, perhaps! Alas! it is a slaughter on both sides." "It is all your fault," I said once, chaffingly, to get rid of him. "You do not pray enough."

Philip Gibbs - Now It Can Be Told