"A friend of Mr.Whymper's should be always welcome here.

How is he, Sir?
And how is Mr.Carew ?" "I have seen neither of them since I was staying at Crompton three months ago or so," said Richard, coolly.

"They were well enough then, though the Squire was doing his best, as usual, to exhaust his constitution and his purse; and the chaplain, as usual, also, was making things as straight as he could, and putting the skid on where he dared.
But you know all about that, Mr.Trevethick, I dare say, almost as well as I do.

I am sorry you won't take another glass of wine." "I think I will, if you permit me to change my mind, Sir," said the other, suiting the action to the word.

"Now, the idea of your being so intimate with Parson Whymper, and having staid at Squire Carew's! Why, the Squire's my landlord, and owns all about here--leastway, short of Dunloppel.