`` Mary said she could set it and no doubt she could . But while I live and move and have my being I set my own bread , believe me . '' `` How is Mary getting on ? '' asked Anne . `` I 've no fault to find with Mary , '' said Miss Cornelia rather gloomily . `` She 's getting some flesh on her bones and she 's clean and respectful -- though there 's more in her than I can fathom . She 's a sly puss . If you dug for a thousand years you could n't get to the bottom of that child 's mind , believe ME ! As for work , I never saw anything like her . She EATS it up . Mrs. Wiley may have been cruel to her , but folks need n't say she made Mary work . Mary 's a born worker . Sometimes I wonder which will wear out first -- her legs or her tongue . I do n't have enough to do to keep me out of mischief these days . I 'll be real glad when school opens , for then I 'll have something to do again . Mary does n't want to go to school , but I put my foot down and said that go she must . I shall NOT have the Methodists saying that I kept her out of school while I lolled in idleness . '' CHAPTER XIII . THE HOUSE ON THE HILL There was a little unfailing spring , always icy cold and crystal pure , in a certain birch-screened hollow of Rainbow Valley in the lower corner near the marsh . Not a great many people knew of its existence .
The manse and Ingleside children knew , XXXXX course , as they knew everything else about the magic valley .
If for in of on than that though to while