So he set her on Lina's back, holding her hand, and she rode home in merry triumph, all unconscious of the hundreds of eyes staring at her foolhardiness from the windows about the market place, or the murmur of deep disapproval that rose from as many lips.
At the door stood the grandmother to receive them.

She caught the child to her bosom with delight at her courage, welcomed Curdie, and showed no dread of Lina.

Many were the significant nods exchanged, and many a one said to another that the devil and the witch were old friends.

But the woman was only a wise woman, who, having seen how Curdie and Lina behaved to each other, judged from that what sort they were, and so made them welcome to her house.

She was not like her fellow townspeople, for that they were strangers recommended them to her.
The moment her door was shut the other doors began to open, and soon there appeared little groups here and there about a threshold, while a few of the more courageous ventured out upon the square--all ready to make for their houses again, however, upon the least sign of movement in the little thatched one.
The baker and the barber had joined one of these groups, and were busily wagging their tongues against Curdie and his horrible beast.
'He can't be honest,' said the barber; 'for he paid me double the worth of the pane he broke in my window.' And then he told them how Curdie broke his window by breaking a stone in the street with his hammer.