Would you like a canary , Faith -- a little golden bit of a canary ? If you would I 'll give you one . We have two up home . '' `` Oh , I WOULD like that , '' cried Faith . `` I love birds . Only -- would Aunt Martha 's cat eat it ? It 's so TRAGIC to have your pets eaten . I do n't think I could endure it a second time . '' `` If you hang the cage far enough from the wall I do n't think the cat could harm it . I 'll tell you just how to take care of it and I 'll bring it to Ingleside for you the next time I come down . '' To herself , Rosemary was thinking , `` It will give every gossip in the Glen something to talk of , but I WILL not care . I want to comfort this poor little heart . '' Faith was comforted . Sympathy and understanding were very sweet . She and Miss Rosemary sat on the old pine until the twilight crept softly down over the white valley and the evening star shone over the gray maple grove . Faith told Rosemary all her small history and hopes , her likes and dislikes , the ins and outs of life at the manse , the ups and downs of school society . Finally they parted firm friends . Mr. Meredith was , as usual , lost in dreams when supper began that evening , but presently a name pierced his abstraction and brought him back to reality . Faith was telling Una of her meeting with Rosemary . `` She is just lovely , I think , '' said Faith .
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