How pink her cheeks were over her velvet coat ! How blue and companionable her eyes were ! Faith felt that Miss West could be a lovely friend -- if only she were a friend instead of a stranger ! `` I -- I 'm going up to tell Mrs. Blythe , '' said Faith . `` She always understands -- she never laughs at us . I always talk things over with her . It helps . '' `` Dear girlie , I 'm sorry to have to tell you that Mrs. Blythe is n't home , '' said Miss West , sympathetically . `` She went to Avonlea to-day and is n't coming back till the last of the week . '' Faith 's lip quivered . `` Then I might as well go home again , '' she said miserably . `` I suppose so -- unless you think you could bring yourself to talk it over with me instead , '' said Miss Rosemary gently . `` It IS such a help to talk things over . I know . I do n't suppose I can be as good at understanding as Mrs. Blythe -- but I promise you that I wo n't laugh . '' `` You would n't laugh outside , '' hesitated Faith . `` But you might -- inside . '' `` No , I would n't laugh inside , either . Why should I ? Something has hurt you -- it never amuses me to see anybody hurt , no matter what hurts them .
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