“Now and then a visitor wept, to be sure; but this slaughtering machine ran on, visitors or no visitors. It was like some horrible crime committed in a dungeon, all unseen and unheeded, buried out of sight and of memory.” — Upton Sinclair Copy Share Image
“It was like some horrible crime committed in a dungeon, all unseen and unheeded, buried out of sight and of memory.” — Upton Sinclair Copy Share Image
