The Haws, originally built for the bailiff of an estate, long since broken up, was nearly a century old.

Here Will's father was born, and here, after many wanderings, he had spent the greater part of his married life.
"Sam," said Will, as they drew up at the gate, "I don't think I shall pay for this drive.

You're much richer than I am." "Very good, sir," was the chuckling reply, for Sam knew he always had to expect a joke of this kind from young Mr.Warburton.

"As you please, sir." "You couldn't lend me half-a-crown, Sam ?" "I daresay I could, sir, if you really wanted it." "Do then." Will pocketed the half-crown, jumped off the trap, and took his bag.
"After all, Sam, perhaps I'd better pay.

Your wife might grumble.