Lily-bud glanced down at the water. "Poor river Polawee," she added, "I am glad the princess can not see what wrong stories you are telling to the children of this day, and not at all your fault."
She smiled again at the little girl with the swollen eyes.
"Come with me," she said, "where there are no lies." Her expression was very sweet.
"I don't see why you want me," said Rowena, hanging her head.
"Because you need Love," returned Lily-bud, "and we will find it. I am going to give you a rule to remember, to use all your life. It is this: Look up and to the right."
Rowena from habit bent over again and gazed at the twisted, distorted image of herself in the muddy river.
"What did I tell you to do?" asked Lily-bud kindly.
Rowena lifted her head, looked up and to the right and there she saw a cloud, tinted with such lovely colors that they held her gaze.
Lily-bud touched her with her wand and they both floated gently up from the bridge until they rested on that cloud, which was sailing on toward the right.
"How beautiful!" exclaimed Rowena. It was so wonderful to be high above all the things that had made her unhappy, and the colors on their cloud, always changing and each more beautiful than the last, made her heart beat fast. She had always loved brightness and had seen so little. The wide sky itself seemed to lift her. She wondered why she had so seldom looked at it.