The brick-red of their raw leather jackets splotched every other color with rust.
"The Missourian"
Eugene P. (Eugene Percy) Lyle
She was tear splotched so that her lips were slippery with them, and while the ague of her passion shook her, Alma, her own face swept white and her voice guttered with restraint, took her mother into the cradle of her arms and rocked and hushed her there.
"The Vertical City"
Fannie Hurst
His eyes were flaming and growing red; his face was splotched with colour, hot, angry colour; he was muttering to himself, little broken, feverish, illogical outpourings of the seething passion within him.
"Wolf Breed"
Jackson Gregory