never that again) and told Rosanna how sorry she was that she
had been unloving because she had really never meant her cold manner.
She made Rosanna understand that she had always loved her but never,
never so deeply or so tenderly as now. And Rosanna begged her
forgiveness for running away, and for cutting off her hair. So by-and-by
they commenced to talk of happier things, feeling very near and dear to
each other the while.

It was such a wonderful talk that Rosanna felt that never again would
she be unhappy.

Before her grandmother left, she told Rosanna that Helen was coming over
the following day to take luncheon with her. Minnie had a table set in
the broad bay window, and there the luncheon was spread. They scarcely
ate at first, they were so glad to see each other. Almost the first
thing that Rosanna asked was news of Gwenny. Helen had seen her often
and her mother thought that she was slowly growing worse. Helen had been
to a meeting at the Girl Scouts and had told them about Gwenny. Perhaps
something would be done a little later. Tommy was just as selfish as
ever. Helen said it was awfully hard not to dislike him.

"I don't even _try_ to like him," said Rosanna. "I don't see how you can
be as good and kind as you are, Helen."

"Why, I don't like the feeling it gives me when I dislike people," said
Helen.

"How do you feel?" asked Rosanna. "I never thought about how it makes
_me_ feel."

"I don't know as I can tell exactly," said Helen, thinking hard. "Sort
of as though you were walking over rough cobblestones. I just don't like
it. And I feel as though it does something to my color. Just as though I
was all lovely pink or blue, and hating or disliking someone made me
turn the most horrid sort of plum color."

"How funny you are, Helen! When are you going away on your Girl Scout
camping trip? Isn't it almost time?"

Helen looked embarrassed. "I am not going," she said.

"Not _going_?" echoed Rosanna. "Oh, Helen, how _awful_! And you have
been planning so long for that. Why are you going to give it up?"

"I just changed my mind," she said.

"You don't change it away from such a lovely trip if you can help it,"
Rosanna persisted. "Helen, I believe--Helen, I want you to tell me the
truth now. I declare I believe you have given it up on account of _me_!"

"Well, then I have," said Helen. "Indeed, Rosanna, I would not have a
good time at all off on that trip knowing that you were here just
getting wel