crayle

Updated: May 20, 2025

He watched the gulls fly past the open window, his eyes rested on a golden flash of sun that struck some shining roof in the Cove, but his mind was back in the early days when he had played his game with the best and had seen the bright side of the world. "He was a rake, Jack Crayle" he seemed scarcely conscious that Clare was in the room "a rake but a good heart, and an amusing fellow too.

Sir Hugh Walpole - The Wooden Horse

I remember meeting old Rendle and Hawdon Sallust Hawdon of the eighties, you know not the old man he kept at home all three of them at White's, Rendle and Sallust and Crayle; Jack bet Rendle he wouldn't stop the next man he met in the street and claim him as an old friend and bring him in and, by Jove, he took it and brought him in, too sort of tramp chap he was, too dirty, untidy fellow but Rendle was game serious by Gad, he was.

Sir Hugh Walpole - The Wooden Horse