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CHAPTER XVITIT FOR TATWITH Faith, to decide was to act.time in carrying out her idea.She lost noAs soon as shecame home from school the next day she left the manseand made her way down the Glen. Walter Blythejoined her as she passed the post office."I'm going to Mrs. Elliott's on an errand formother," he said."Where are you going, Faith?""I am going somewhere on church business," saidShe did not volunteer anyFaith loftily.further informationand Walter felt rather snubbed. Theywalked on in silence for a little while.It was a warm,windy evening with a sweet, resinous air. Beyond thesand dunes were gray seas, soft and beautiful. TheGlen brook bore down a freight of gold and crimsonleaves, like fairy shallops. In Mr. James Reese'sbuckwheat stubble-land, with its beautiful tones ofred and brown, a crow parliament was being held,whereat solemn deliberations regarding the welfareof crowland were in progress. Faith cruelly brokeup the august assembly by climbing up on the fenceand hurling a broken rail at it.Instantly the air wasrilled with flapping black wings and indignant caws."Why did you do that?" said Walter reproachfully."They were having such a good time."165