"Well old George does some kinda work at the station. Nobody is sure what 'e does there, and whether 'e even gets paid for it. He's an odd fellow, but not a bad un. It's t' house left from t' church, 'is 'ouse is. Though I sawyer lasses leave at the other end of town. Though I suppose they may have come back. May well be your best shot. Ye won't find them out on the moors over night. Even our folk get lost on the moors at night, ye see. Some by day. Oh but you are a constable of course. You are skilled at these things. You are pleasant to talk to ser. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? I could tell ye all about my brother who was once lost on t' moors. Took us three days to find 'im!"