| 17 across started to be on the ball, perhaps |
DANCED |
| A gang might make the beastly king nervous (4) |
LION |
| A private vehicle and a commercial one combine to make another one |
CARAVAN |
| A Scot there for one of these people |
RACES |
| At present the South is white |
SNOW |
| Belong with it? |
LENGTH |
| By the sound of them on board they have risen below the South |
SIRENS |
| Darn it in too much wind |
TORNADO |
| Decoration for hundreds like this |
DSO |
| Disc lose this? |
UNCOVER |
| Does one get fifty-fifty? Well, no |
ILL |
| For a fish, a half-century at last |
FINAL |
| He's not particular who he leads |
GENERAL |
| In the face of it the casket gets fired |
FURNACE |
| Is the duke in Twelfth Night or does wrong to nothing |
ORSINO |
| It's too young to get so abandone |
WAIF |
| Let around an inclination |
LEANT |
| No mad way to be footing it |
GONEWALKABOUT |
| Not a cellar, by the sound of it, for cattle |
BYRE |