`` 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 . If you feel that you 'd like to tell me what has hurt you I 'll be glad to listen . But if you think you 'd rather not -- that 's all right , too , dear . '' Faith took another long , earnest look into Miss West 's eyes . 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 .
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