... He had had occasion to telegraph to his father and wait for a reply, which ! necessitated stopping for a night at the Cock and ! Bottle, and putting up with the discamtort of aregular Drizzleton evening. ‘ i They were rather gladofthe advent of Mr. George ...

... all eas your forn merry gi nant. ~«“In “Oh, Miss Bi ou, ¥ love, si ‘Which it was—an unheard-of hour for Drl Wwhere the Cock and Bottle rarely saw a customer after ten o’clock at night ; but the landlord had been well Paid, and everybody was in high good ...

... cigars, and trying to wile away the lousness of the wet afternoon as best they might. [ename of the hostelry was the Cock and Bottle, lits croaky signboard displayed a portrait of a d coloured chanticleer gazing intently at a black tle;but the establishment ...

... morning—to Mr. Atherstone, child. It's nearly two o'clock”, Which it was—an unheard-of hour for Drizzleton, where the Cock and Bottle rarely saw a customer sf?hr ten o'clock at night ; but the .hnd!ord had been wt Paid, and everybody was in high good bm:mur ...

... cigars, and trying to wile away the diousness of the wet afternoon as best they might, Thename of the hostelry was the Cock and Bottle, d its ufl signboard displayed a portrait of a vid coloured chanticleer gazing intently at a bl ttle ; but the establishment ...

... asserted him.- self by presenting admissions to all and sundry of the Drizzleton public who had presented themselves at the Cock and Bottle during the past hour or two. “Queer old fish that” said Bruce Carnaby, when they were o;eo more i; their own particular ...

... also acquainted the police. He saw in the room a little bottle and a glass with a sediment of white powder at the bottom. There was also a revolver at full cock. The weapon and the glass and bottle were all lying on the dressing-table. Witness did not know ...