| A beastly lot of them ther was, by the sound of it |
HEARD |
| A handsome mate for 10 across |
GREEKGOD |
| A heavy snowfall |
AVALANCHE |
| Aftet ten-fifty the male insect comes from Gilbert and Sullivan |
IOLANTHE |
| And what, pray, would you be doing with that? |
KNEELER |
| Faith, that's the very last act for Byrne, by the sound of it |
AUTODAFE |
| Having been laid and stolen, perhaps, it was sore, for instance, inside |
POACHEDEGG |
| Having had a smash, buck up or it will let you down |
BROKENREED |
| How I would leave a bit out with the eel around |
ELIDE |
| How wearing so to get your limb into the fellow |
GARMENT |
| in her one might get into the USA |
DIANA |
| in the matter of the line of the century one must be lying |
RECLINE |
| Nail this with gin for the oarsman going on foot |
INGROWING |
| Of late that's the sort of ring you get |
KNELL |
| oh, to be an aspirate in the West Indies! |
OBEAH |
| One might make a fortune out of the stars |
ASTROLOGER |