Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 4, 2025
These were Sir Wycherly and Lady Wychecombe, Wycherly their only son, then just returned from a five years' peregrination on the continent of Europe, and Mildred and Agnes, their daughters. The rest of the family had arrived in England about a fortnight before, to greet the heir on his return from the grand tour, as it was then termed.
After a still longer examination than that of the captain, Wycherly made the same report, adding that he thought he also missed the frigate that had been nearest le Foudroyant, repeating her signals throughout the day.
Sir Wycherly was naturally hospitable; but his retired situation had given him a zest for company, that greatly increased the inborn disposition. Sir Gervaise, it was understood, was to pass the night with him, and he entertained strong hopes of including his friend in the same arrangement.
It's just like the Scotch rogue, who wanted to persuade me that your poor uncle, Sir Wycherly, ought not to have been blooded, in as clear a case of apoplexy as ever was met with." "Well, I didn't think he could have carried his impudence as far as that," observed Greenly, whose medical knowledge was about on a par with that of Sir Gervaise.
"He has been failing these five years, though his last visit here was much less painful than this. But are our own memories perfect? Surely, I have seen that face before! These young ladies, too " "Geoffrey dear cousin Geoffrey!" exclaimed Lady Wychecombe, holding out both her hands. "It is it must be the Duke of Glamorgan, Wycherly!" No further explanations were needed.
Instead of returning to the Hall at the dinner hour, agreeably to promise, he profited by the appearance of Wycherly, who left the cottage with a flushed, agitated manner, just as he was thinking of the necessity of sending a message to Sir Reginald, and begged the young man to be the bearer of his excuses.
They gazed at one another, and fancied that some magic power had really begun to smooth away the deep and sad inscriptions which Father Time had been so long engraving on their brows. The Widow Wycherly adjusted her cap, for she felt almost like a woman again. "Give us more of this wondrous water!" cried they, eagerly. "We are younger but we are still too old! Quick give us more!"
I very well understand that the Wychecombes of Hertfordshire have no claims on us; nor, indeed, any Wychecombe who is not descended from my respectable grandfather, the late Sir Wycherly." "He must have been an early, instead of a late Sir Wycherly, rather, Mr.
Should such a thing happen sheer hard to starboard, and pass inside." "Ay ay Sir Gervaise; your wishes shall be attended to." As this was said, Greenly disappeared, and, at the next instant, Wycherly stood in his place. "Well, sir I am glad to see you back safe. If Greenly were here now, he would inquire about his masts, but I wish to know the position of the ships."
The last, however, was more cheerful, and not altogether without hope; as he did not hesitate openly to avow. "For myself, I confess I think Sir Wycherly much better," he said; "although the opinion is not sanctioned by that of the medical men.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking