brushwise

Updated: June 28, 2025

Then, at last, she did go off, after passing her sleeve brushwise over the cloth of the high altar, which seemed to her grey with dust. Abbe Mouret, his eyes uplifted, his arms tightly clasped against his breast, then remained alone. With only one lamp burning amid the verdure on the altar of the Virgin, huge floating shadows filled the church at either end.

Émile Zola - Abbe Mouret's Transgression