"Why go and have an expensive move when you can live at Shaugh Prior?"
"I've got my feelings," answered the widow rather warmly. "You can't expect me to go there."
Mr. Baskerville asked another question.
"So much for you all, then. And what of Ned?"
"At Tavistock, wearing out his shoe-leather trying to find work."
"If he's only wearing out shoe-leather, no harm's done."
"He told us what you offered last year, and I'm sure 'twas over and above what many men would have done," declared Ned's mother.
"I was safe to offer it," he answered. "'Tis only to say I'll double nought. He's not worth a box of matches a week to any man."
"They very near took him on at the riding-school when he offered to go there."
"But not quite."