full-beating

Updated: June 1, 2025

For a moment the full-beating pulses of her youth slackened, and between their throbs there penetrated to her perplexed young heart the rarest of human emotions, a sincere humility. If she had not burned the yellow dress at Mercerton, she would have arisen and burned it that night.... During the rest of the Christmas vacation she avoided being alone.

Dorothy Canfield Fisher - The Bent Twig