Any one of these stone huts would give him a hiding-place.

But there is nothing to eat unless he were to catch and slaughter one of the moor sheep.

We think, therefore, that he has gone, and the outlying farmers sleep the better in consequence.
We are four able-bodied men in this household, so that we could take good care of ourselves, but I confess that I have had uneasy moments when I have thought of the Stapletons.

They live miles from any help.

There are one maid, an old manservant, the sister, and the brother, the latter not a very strong man.