"I'll interfere with his concentration," Daisy muttered, mostly to herself, as she worked between the stove and the sink. "Thump him up right 'longside the head with my skillet--" Emma nearly choked on her pancake. "Honestly, Daisy," she said, suppressing a smile, "a person would never know you were a good Christian woman by the way you talk. What would Reverend Hess say if he heard you going on like that?" "I reckon he'd say I's an old lady and I's gotta be let alone."