They're very fond of one another; if you please one, you'll please 'em both.

They let me walk over to prayer-meetin' once a week.

But I don't go by Mendarva's shop-- that's where you work--though 'tis the shortest way; because there's a woman buried in the road there, with a stake through her, and I'm a terrible coward for ghosts." She paused as if expecting him to say something; but Taffy was staring at a "neck" of corn, elaborately plaited, which hung above the mantel-shelf.

And just then Mrs.Joll entered the kitchen.
Taffy--without any reason--had expected to see a middle-aged housewife.

But Mrs.Joll was hardly over thirty; a shapely woman, with a plain, pleasant face and auburn hair, the wealth of which she concealed by wearing it drawn straight back from the forehead and plaited in the severest coil behind.