The rosy light of sunset lay over the world like a pink kiss . Of all the airy , fairy places , full of weird , elfin grace , Rainbow Valley that winter evening was the most beautiful . But all its dreamlike loveliness was lost on poor , sore-hearted little Faith . By the brook she came suddenly upon Rosemary West , who was sitting on the old pine tree . She was on her way home from Ingleside , where she had been giving the girls their music lesson . She had been lingering in Rainbow Valley quite a little time , looking across its white beauty and roaming some by-ways of dream . Judging from the expression of her face , her thoughts were pleasant ones . Perhaps the faint , occasional tinkle from the bells on the Tree Lovers brought the little lurking smile to her lips . Or perhaps it was occasioned by the consciousness that John Meredith seldom failed to spend Monday evening in the gray house on the white wind-swept hill . Into Rosemary 's dreams burst Faith Meredith full of rebellious bitterness . Faith stopped abruptly when she saw Miss West . She did not know her very well -- just well enough to speak to when they met . And she did not want to see any one just then -- except Mrs. Blythe . She knew her eyes and nose were red and swollen and she hated to have a stranger know she had been crying . `` Good evening , Miss West , '' she said uncomfortably . `` What is the matter , Faith ? '' asked Rosemary gently . `` Nothing , '' said Faith rather shortly . `` Oh ! '' Rosemary smiled .
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