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That left [Simon Huddart] as group winner with the 16-year-old having won against [Nicholas Sayer]. Disappointment for Sayer who had booked overnight accommodation for the second day and was then left high and dry after the unscheduled exit of [Roy Knight] and [Peter Hoyland] 'but Mrs Sayer took it well,' said [Janet Richardson]. Galmpton's Rebecca Ley, in action at last weekend's Ariel 12 and under Indoor Series Qualifier at Exmouth, beat Laura Sainsbury (Avon) 6-0, 6-0 and Molly Worden (Sussex) 6-4, 6-1 to reach today's main draw at the South Devon Tennis Centre at Ivybridge. Torquay's Chloe Binmore was forced to withdraw from the event but Devon's Emma Hurst (Seaton) also qualified after wins over Sarah Taraq (Somerset) and Alicia Cole (Cornwall).

He said she had given him a \"dirty look\" and he told her not to \"walk that way\". \"It was just a joke but her reaction was not what I expected at all. She started swearing at me, freaking out, I decided to walk off,\" he told detectives [Nicholas Ian Flood], a customer service agent at Manchester felt a bit tipsy. I went up to her and put my hand on her shoulder and pushed her aside a bit. There was no force, no malice. It literally was just a split second. I didn't mean anything by it.\"

Eleanore Sayers, 20, told a jury she was followed for 12 minutes by Nicholas Ian Flood, before he grabbed her around the chest and tried to drag her towards some bushes near her home in Llangoed, near Beaumaris. Ms Sayers said Flood, 36, of Lime Walk, Wilmslow, then ordered her \"to do as she was told\". Miss Sayers replied: \"No, he definitely put his arm across my chest, 100 per cent.\" Interviewed by police Flood said he had studied at Coleg Menai and was visiting the Anglesey area for a few days. He had been enjoying the sun at Beaumaris and recalled drinking half a bottle of wine before deciding to head towards Penmon. The trial continues.

Great to see Antal Szerb's first novel, the extraordinary The Pendragon Legend reviewed by Nicholas Lezard (\"Paperback choice\", June 17) - Dorothy Sayers meets Hammer...

Announcing the winners, Parliamentary Secretary to the Minister for Finance and Administration Dr Sharman Stone said it had been a \"real challenge to reduce the list to six finalists.\"

Prithee be not afrightened at ye olde-tyme writing style young Nicholas Handy uses to chronicle \"Benjamin Franklin and a Case of Christmas Murder\" (St. Martin's Press. 279 pages. $17.95). Moving on in time to the 1930s but staying in England, we have Gaylord Larsen's \"Dorothy and Agatha\" (Dutton. 230 pages. $16.95), where Agatha Christie uses all her detection powers to clear Dorothy L. Sayers from a murder charge. As undaunted as Ben Franklin, Christie ignores her friend's pleas and sets out to prove her innocence, taking a path that would leave even Poirot and Miss Marple gasping.

[Federica]'s withdrawal from speech reflects [Guido Forte]'s own detachment from feeling: understanding \"what can't be understood by thought alone\" is a new concept for him. Yet they both have fantasies of relatedness; Federica dreams of an idealised life among indigenous peoples, governed by instinct; Guido has a vision of a silent boy which he misinterprets as a longing for a son. Both need a child to show them a new way of seeing things: Federica finds her own baby son, Guido takes hallucinatory journeys with his dream-child. But there is no easy resolution, all the same. Guido must fall ill and die, Federica will never be able to confront the memory that sparked her illness: the sordid death of her drug-dealing boyfriend.

The [Tony Hillerman] book brings Leaphorn and [Jim Chee] together for the first time. Each has been the main character in previous books of the series. ''Skinwalkers'' starts with a bang; somebody tries to bushwhack Chee as he is sleeping in his trailer. He doesn't know why, much less who, and that bothers Leaphorn. Could Chee be lying? Could he be mixed up in something nasty? Poetry is not what is encountered in Alexander Law's first novel, TO AN EASY GRAVE (St. Martin's, $12.95). Mr. Law is a Canadian and the action takes place in Toronto. A famous football player is murdered and his friend, a reporter for a crusading weekly, tries to find the killers. At the end there are unbelievable heroics. The book is poorly put together, and often the action is slowed by irrelevant talk, especially man-woman talk. The dialogue is artificial. Here is our hero talking to a woman: ''I mean, I don't suspect you. The whole thing's got me shook. . . . The whole thing's turned into a fetid cow patty in my very hands.'' Fetid cow patty, indeed. For a reporter, the man takes a cavalier view of English grammar. Among other things he constantly misuses ''like,'' as in '' 'You can go, too,' Varina said, sounding like I should be grateful.'' The whole thing's got me shook.