Irish county — Ruth Rendell character

Usage examples of wexford.

Wexford said, appreciating the linenfold panelling, the settles and the old mullioned glass in the windows.

Wexford, 39 chancing to call in and, on account of his diet, sampling the orange juice himself, had located the source of this almost Saturnalian jollity and, simultaneously, the joker.

With rare schadenfreude, Wexford found himself hoping Grey would get off.

Wexford was with the Dearborns and Howard at Vv home playing bridge a burglary took place in Kenbourne Vale.

The telephone rang and, out in the hall, Denise answered it, but Wexford could see Howard was alert for the call.

They looked at Wexford, Howard doubtly, Denise as if she considered that anyone fit enough to reject yoghurt in favour of bacon and eggs was quite capable of driving a car through the London rush hours.

Smiling to himself, Wexford climbed the steps to the front door, ducking his head to avoid catching it on a hanging basket full of Technicolor lobelias and fire-engine geraniums.

Deciding that matchbooks were in the category of objects which no one much minds losing, Wexford dropped it into his pocket and forgot it.

The mention of Wimbledon reminded Wexford of Verity Bate who had said that her parents and, at one time, the Sampsons had lived in that suburb.

Wexford, keeping his own voice low as they followed Mrs Cantrip down a long passage and into the garden via the kitchen.

He sidled past Wexford, roughly bruising cactus spikes as he made his escape, Suddenly in the doorway Mrs Cantrip loomed.

Mrs Cantrip must have entered the ancient house-to Wexford it appeared at least four hundred years old-by a black oak door which stood ajar.

When Wexford arrived, Mrs Cantrip abandoned the cleaning that had necessarily to be done on a Saturday, and sat down with the ginger cat in her lap.

O'Molloy he came forth slowly into Mary's abbey where draymen were loading floats with sacks of carob and palmnut meal, O'Connor, Wexford.

Ivy Wrangton must have been seventeen, Wexford calculated, her face plain, puffy, young, her figure modishly pouter pigeon-like, her hair in that most unflattering of fashions, the cottage loaf.