| Like a babe in the ends of 8 across |
INARMS |
| Might one manage to get this, to a certain degree, double you? |
WANGLE |
| Never any mail coming in there, it seems, being so isolated |
OUTPOST |
| Not much firing needed to make it rise to about a couple of thousand |
SIMMER |
| Put a black bit of cloth over it to make it aromatic |
TARRAGON |
| Put it back in the oven and get her back to have it |
REHEAT |
| Seem to be at the harbour, by the sound of it |
APPEAR |
| Sounds as if they won't get one down from the sun |
RAYS |
| Spots of it show it's been under fire at last |
RASH |
| The way to prepare a father to fight at sea? |
ARMADA |
| Their foot work makes them get hoarse, by the sound of it |
FARRIERS |
| Twice as 23 down in a fatal sort of way |
ASSASSIN |
| What a loose address, by the sound of it, this used to be for a woman from Italy |
MANTUA |
| Where there are about fifty steps |
PLACES |
| yes, it's about Ernest, perhaps |
AERY |