disruly

Updated: June 25, 2025

It stood to reason: no matter how fond two people were of each other, the one who was about to emerge, like a butterfly from its sheath, could not be asked to regret her release; and, at moments when Laura lay sobbing face downwards on her bed, or otherwise vented her pertinacious and disruly grief at these moments she thought she scented a dash of relief in Evelyn, at the prospect of deliverance.

Henry Handel Richardson - The Getting of Wisdom