"Excuse me," he said, "but is there a fairly cheap hotel not too far away from here?"
“Try The Bell and Dragon,” the porter answered, pointing down the road. “They might take you in. It’s about a quarter of a mile along on the other side.”
Bedand Breakfast
Billy caught sight of a printed notice propped up against the glass in one of the upper panes. It said BED AND BREAKFAST.
“I saw the notice in the window,” he said, holding himself back.
Bedand Breakfast
he gave him a warm, welcoming smile. “Please come in,” she said pleasantly.
“I was wondering about a room.”
“It’s all ready for you, my dear,” she said.
before you go to bed, would you be kind enough to pop into the sitting room on the ground floor and sign the book?
“Gregory Temple?” he said aloud, searching his memory. “Christopher Mulholland? . . .
“No, thank you,” Billy said. The tea tasted faintly of bitter almonds, and he didn’t much care for it.