As Mr. Meredith went through his gate Dr. Blythe and Mrs. Blythe drove past on the road that led to Lowbridge . The minister 's face fell . Mrs. Blythe was going away -- there was no use in going to Ingleside . And he craved a little companionship more than ever . As he gazed rather hopelessly over the landscape the sunset light struck on a window of the old West homestead on the hill . It flared out rosily like a beacon of good hope . He suddenly remembered Rosemary and Ellen West . He thought that he would relish some of Ellen 's pungent conversation . He thought it would be pleasant to see Rosemary 's slow , sweet smile and calm , heavenly blue eyes again . What did that old poem of Sir Philip Sidney 's say ? -- `` continual comfort in a face '' -- that just suited her . And he needed comfort . Why not go and call ? He remembered that Ellen had asked him to drop in sometimes and there was Rosemary 's book to take back -- he ought to take it back before he forgot . He had an uneasy suspicion that there were a great many books in his library which he had borrowed at sundry times and in divers places and had forgotten to take back . It was surely his duty to guard against that in this case . He went back into his study , got the book , and plunged downward into Rainbow Valley . CHAPTER XV . MORE GOSSIP On the evening after Mrs. Myra Murray of the over-harbour section had been buried Miss Cornelia and Mary Vance came up to Ingleside . There were several things concerning which Miss Cornelia wished to unburden her soul .
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