He wants more teaching--he wants steady training.

Why don't you send him to Manchester,' said the minister boldly, 'and apprentice him?
It costs money, no doubt.' And he looked interrogatively at Reuben.

Reuben, however, said nothing.

They were toiling up the steep road from Clough End to the high farms under the Scout, a road which tried the minister's infirm limb severely; otherwise he would have taken more notice of his companion's awkward flush and evident discomposure.
'But it would pay you in the long run,' he said, when they stopped to take breath; 'it would be a capital investment if the boy lives, I promise you that, Mr.Grieve.And he could carry on his education there, too, a bit--what with evening classes and lectures, and the different libraries he could get the use of.

It's wonderful how all the facilities for working-class education have grown in Manchester during the last few years.' 'Aye, sir--I spose they have--I spose they have,' said Reuben, uncomfortably, and then seemed incapable of carrying on the conversation any further.