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Updated: May 15, 2025
The circle of the Westcotes' acquaintance gathered in the fine hall of Bayfield or, as Narcissus preferred to call it, the atrium drank tea, admired the pavement, listened to the alleged exploits of Vespasian, and wondered when the brothers would marry. Time went on, repeating these assemblies; and the question became, Will they ever marry?
Many of the women have beauty, still more have an elegance which may pass for it, and almost all are pure in thought, truthful, assiduous in deeds of charity, and marry for love of those manly qualities which they have already esteemed in their brothers. Such a family were the Westcotes of Bayfield, or Bagvil, in 1810.
Polly was detailing her adventures and repeating her news with a relish that was appetizing. "We went as far as Lammerhaugh, when Oliver remembered that he had a commission for your father at Westcotes, just when my love, Punch, was broken off his trot, and promised to canter, and the morning was so fresh then a jewel of a morning.
The inn-servant who had accompanied the Westcotes turned back to trim a candle flaring in the draughty passage. But it so happened that, in starting, the coachman entangled his off-rein in the trace-buckle. Endymion, in his polished hessians, ran round to unhitch it. On the window-sill above, two deft hands quickly scooped up and moulded a snowball. "He should turn up his coat-collar, the pig!
The captain rode for a while in silence, then, carelessly: "There was, I believe, a family living there before the war the Westcotes." "Yes." She could scarcely utter a word for the suffocating throb of her heart. "You knew them?" "Yes." "Do do they still live at Sandy River?" "The house still stands. Major Westcote is dead." "Her I mean their grandfather?" She nodded, incapable of speech.
I feared, perhaps, the way they managed their table-napkins " "Not at all. I was thinking rather of your bold attitude towards Sunday observance. What does Milliton say?" Endymion's eyebrows went up. Mr. Milliton was the vicar of Axcester and the living lay in the Westcotes' gift. I am not ah aware that I consulted Milliton.
The "Dogs Inn" took its name from two stone greyhounds beside its porch supporters of the arms of that old family from which the Westcotes had purchased Bayfield; and the Orange Room from a tradition that William of Orange had spent a night there on his march from Torbay.
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