They were very serious -- there was no laughter in them , not even far , far back . With a little sigh she sat down on the old pine beside her new friend and told her all about Adam and his cruel fate . Rosemary did not laugh or feel like laughing . She understood and sympathized -- really , she was almost as good as Mrs. Blythe -- yes , quite as good . `` Mr. Perry is a minister , but he should have been a BUTCHER , '' said Faith bitterly . `` He is so fond of carving things up . He ENJOYED cutting poor Adam to pieces . He just sliced into him as if he were any common rooster . '' `` Between you and me , Faith , I do n't like Mr. Perry very well myself , '' said Rosemary , laughing a little -- but at Mr. Perry , not at Adam , as Faith clearly understood . `` I never did like him . I went to school with him -- he was a Glen boy , you know -- and he was a most detestable little prig even then . Oh , how we girls used to hate holding his fat , clammy hands in the ring-around games . But we must remember , dear , that he did n't know that Adam had been a pet of yours . He thought he WAS just a common rooster . We must be just , even when we are terribly hurt . '' `` I suppose so , '' admitted Faith . `` But why does everybody seem to think it funny that I should have loved Adam so much , Miss West ? If it had been a horrid old cat nobody would have thought it queer . When Lottie Warren 's kitten had its legs cut off by the binder everybody was sorry for her . She cried two days in school and nobody laughed at her , not even Dan Reese .
And all her chums went XXXXX the kitten 's funeral and helped her bury it -- only they could n't bury its poor little paws with it , because they could n't find them .
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