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Transcriber's Notes:

  1. Words which may seem to be transcriber's typos, or otherwise
     suspect, but which are reproduced faithfully (archaic spellings,
     printer's typos--sometimes I couldn't tell):

     Ch. I:    befel, undigged
     Ch. III:  chaperon
     Ch. IV:   babby, mun, valtz
     Ch. V:    zounded, dimpsey, after'n, ax'n, ax
     Ch. VI:   picquet, damitol
     Ch. XI:   alwaies, Desarts, Eternitie

  2. Diphthongs, given as single characters in the printed copy, are
     transcribed as two separate characters.






THE WESTCOTES

by

ARTHUR THOMAS QUILLER-COUCH







DEDICATION



MY DEAR HENRY JAMES,

A spinster, having borrowed a man's hat to decorate her front hall,
excused herself on the ground that the house 'wanted a something.'
By inscribing your name above this little story I please myself at
the risk of helping the reader to discover not only that it wants a
something, but precisely what that something is. It wants--to confess
and have done with it--all the penetrating subtleties of insight, all
the delicacies of interpretation, you would have brought to Dorothea's
aid, if for a moment I may suppose her worth your championing. So I
invoke your name to stand before my endeavour like a figure outside
the brackets in an algebraical sum, to make all the difference by
multiplying the meaning contained.

But your consent gives me another opportunity even more warmly desired.
And I think that you, too, will take less pleasure in discovering how
excellent your genius appears to one who nevertheless finds it a
mystery in operation, than in learning that he has not missed to
admire, at least, and with a sense almost of personal loyalty, the
sustained and sustaining pride in good workmanship by which you have
set a common example to all who practise, however diversely, the art
in which we acknowledge you a master.

A. T. QUILLER-COUCH

October 25th, 1901




CONTENTS


CHAPTER I     THE WESTCOTES OF BAYFIELD

CHAPTER II    THE ORANGE ROOM

CHAPTER III   A BALL, A SNOWSTORM, AND A SNOWBALL

CHAPTER IV    ENCOUNTER BETWEEN A HIGH HORSE AND A HOBBY

CHAPTER V     BEGINS WITH ANCIENT HISTORY AND ENDS WITH AN OLD STORY

CHAPTER VI    FATE IN A LAURELLED POST-CHAISE

CHAPTER VII   LOVE AND AN OLD MAID

CHAPTER VIII  CORPORAL ZEALLY INTERVENES

CHAPTER IX    DOROTHEA CONFESSES

CHAPTER X     DARTMOOR

CHAPTER XI    THE NEW DOROTHEA

CHAPTER XII   GENERAL ROCHAMBEAU TELLS A STORY; AND THE TING-TANG RINGS
              FOR THE LAST TIME





CHAPTER I

THE WESTCOTES OF BAYFIELD


A mural tablet in Axcester Parish Church describes Endymion Westcote as
"a conspicuous example of that noblest work of God, the English Country
Gentleman." Certainly he was a typical one.

In almost every district of England you will find a family which,
without distinguishing itself in any particular way, has held fast to
the comforts of life and the respect of its neighbours for generation
after generation. Its men have never shone in court, camp, or senate;
they prefer tenacity to enterprise, look askance upon wit (as a
dangerous gift), and are even a little suspicious of eminence. On the
other hand they make excellent magistrates, maintain a code of manners
most salutary for the poor in whose midst they live and are looked up
to; are as a rule satisfied, like the old Athenian, if they leave to
their heirs not less but a little more than they themselves inherited,
and deserve, as they claim, to be called the backbone of Great Britain.
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. Their
"founder" had settled in Axcester towards the middle of the seventeenth
century, and prospered--mainly, it was said, by usury. A little before
his death, which befel in 1668, he purchased Bayfield House from a
decayed Royalist who had lost his only son in the Civil Wars; and to
Bayfield and the ancestral business (exalted now into Banking) his
descendants continued faithful. One or both of the two brothers who,
with their half-sister, represented the family in 1810, rode in on
every week-day to their Bank-office in Axcester High Street,--a
Georgian house of brick, adorned with a porch of plaster fluted to the
shape of a sea-shell, out of which a. Cupid smiled down upon a brass
plate and the inscription "WESTCOTE AND WESTCOTE," and on the first
floor, with windows as tall as the rooms, so that from the street you
could see through one the shapely legs of Mr. Endymion Westcote at his
knee-hole table, and through another the legs of Mr. Narcissus. The
third and midmost window was a dummy, having been bricked up to avoid
the window-tax imposed by Mr. Pitt--in whose statesmanship, however,
the brothers had firmly believed. Their somewhat fantastic names were
traditional in the Westcote pedigree and dated from, the seventeenth
century.

Endymion, the elder, (who took the lead of Narcissus in all, things),
was the fine flower of the Westcote stocks, and, out of question,