Rainbow Valley

“Thank you,” said Ellen, still looking at St. George.

Rosemary’s face softened.

“I hope you’ll be happy, Ellen,” she said gently.

“Oh, Rosemary,” Ellen looked up in distress, “I’m so ashamed—I don’t deserve it—after all I said to you—”

“We won’t speak about that,” said Rosemary hurriedly and decidedly.

“But—but,” persisted Ellen, “you are free now, too—and it’s not too late—John Meredith—”

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