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Waddington of Wyck," and capped his admission with "I'm Mrs. Levitt." To which he had replied that he was delighted. And the time after that Partridge had discreetly shown her into the library when she had called to implore him to obtain exemption for her son Toby; her black eyes, bright and large behind tears; and her cry: "I'm a war widow, Mr.
He can make love to a woman who doesn't want to be made love to and nothing happens. Because he's Waddington of Wyck." "He's Waddington of Wyck, but he isn't such a bad old thing, really. People laugh at him, but they like him because he's so funny. And they've taken Mrs. Levitt's measure pretty accurately." "You don't think, then, I was too big a beast to her?" Ralph laughed.
Anne waited for Jerry to get up and take her into Wyck, to buy chocolates. Every time Jerrold laughed his mother laughed too, a throaty, girlish giggle. "I love Jerry's laugh," she said. "It's the nicest noise he makes." Then, suddenly, she stopped it. She stopped it with a word. "If you're going into Wyck, Jerry, you might tell Yearp " Yearp. He got up. His face was very red.
This chance meeting, I think, merely confirmed the previous impression, reasserting an early conception of femininity with which the charms of Marcia Van Wyck could have nothing in common. He must have compared them, but with different standards of comparison, for each in Jerry's mind was sui generis.
Similar dormers, differing chiefly in the detail of the moldings employed, are features of the Morris house; Wistar house, Fourth and Locust streets; Wynnestay, Wynnefield, West Philadelphia; Wyck; the Johnson house; Carlton, Germantown; and Chalkley Hall, Frankford. Grumblethorpe and Bartram House have dormers of this sort with a segmental topped upper window sash.
You must make him steer a proper course. This is to be the Guide to the Cotswolds. You can't have him sending people back to Lower Wyck Manor all the time. You'll have to know all the places and all the ways." "And I don't." "No. But I do. Supposing I took you on my motor-bike? Would you awfully mind sitting on the carrier?" "Do you think," she said, "he'd let me go?" "Fanny will."
Waddington fancied, a little truculent, with his great square face and square-clipped red moustache, and on each side of Colonel Grainger and behind him were the neighbouring gentry and the townspeople of Wyck, the two grocers, the two butchers, the drapers and hotel keeper, and behind them again the servants of the Manor and a crowd of shop assistants; and further and further back, farm labourers and artisans; among these he recognized Ballinger with several of Colonel Grainger's and Hitchin's men.
He couldn't bear to be alone. vi Jerrold had gone to Sutton's Farm to say good-bye to their old nurse, Nanny Sutton. Nanny talked about the war, about the young men who had gone from Wyck and would not come back, about the marvel of Sutton's living on through it all, and he so old and feeble. She talked about Colin and Anne.
Levitt in the little house in the Market Square of Wyck-on-the-Hill; but in the end he had had the same intoxicating experience of his power, all obstructions going down before Mr. Waddington of Wyck. And this year, when Toby was finally demobilized, it was only natural that she should draw on Mr. Waddington's influence again to get him a permanent peace job.
On either side two rows of wide black windows, heavy browed, with thick stone mullions. Barker, Jerrold Fielding's agent, used to live there; but before the spring of nineteen sixteen Barker had joined up, Wyck Manor had been turned into a home for convalescent soldiers, and Anne was living with Colin at the Manor Farm.
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