should find the prettiest hostess and the best wine in London; and on my
faith as a gentleman! I must say he was wrong in neither particular
'My Lord Roos avouched,' pursued Buckingham, 'that at the Three Cranes I
should find the prettiest hostess and the best wine in London; and on my
faith as a gentleman! I must say he was wrong in neither particular.
Brighter eyes I have never beheld--rarer claret I have never drunk.'
