“Hard by the church stood the public house; so often the two are closely conjoined, honorably sharing both joys and sorrows.”

“Then the green man’s face grew even blacker, the red beard so red it seemed to crackle and sparkle like fir twigs on the fire; the mouth contracted to an arrow-like point before it opened to inquire in the sweetest, gentlest tones.”

“Hard by the church stood the public house; so often the two are closely conjoined, honorably sharing both joys and sorrows.”

“For where belief dwells, the spider may not stir, neither by day nor by night.”