What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as — Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
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What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as a crowd will, and in five minutes to have splashed all the sons and daughters of Adam.

— Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
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