sunned-over

Updated: January 29, 2026

As he glided mournfully away, Amherst turned to Justine. "You wanted to see the Dillons?" he asked. Their eyes met, and she smiled again. He had never seen her so sunned-over, so luminous, since the distant November day when they had picnicked with Cicely beside the swamp.

Edith Wharton - The Fruit of the Tree