`` You mean nothing that you can tell to outsiders , do n't you ? '' Faith looked at Miss West with sudden interest . Here was a person who understood things . And how pretty she was ! How golden her hair was under her plumy hat ! How pink her cheeks were over her velvet coat ! How blue and companionable her eyes were ! Faith felt that Miss West could be a lovely friend -- if only she were a friend instead of a stranger ! `` I -- I 'm going up to tell Mrs. Blythe , '' said Faith . `` She always understands -- she never laughs at us . I always talk things over with her . It helps . '' `` Dear girlie , I 'm sorry to have to tell you that Mrs. Blythe is n't home , '' said Miss West , sympathetically . `` She went to Avonlea to-day and is n't coming back till the last of the week . '' Faith 's lip quivered . `` Then I might as well go home again , '' she said miserably . `` I suppose so -- unless you think you could bring yourself to talk it over with me instead , '' said Miss Rosemary gently . `` It IS such a help to talk things over . I know . I do n't suppose I can be as good at understanding as Mrs. Blythe -- but I promise you that I wo n't laugh . ''
`` You would n't laugh outside , '' hesitated XXXXX .
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