forthreaching

Updated: May 5, 2025

But no one in all the long-drawn procession had stopped to look at him a second time. And now he was turning gray; he was tragically threatened with what might in time become a paunch. His kind heart, his forthreaching nature, went for naught; and the young men let him, walk under the elms and the scrub-oaks neglected.

Henry Blake Fuller - Bertram Cope's Year