"We are taught a great deal," he answered, "because our king and queen have many errands for us to do when Love directs them."
Rowena was thinking very fast. The pear she was eating was delicious, and it was wonderful to feel the kindness of everybody in this flower-grown, song-laden orchard. The perfume in the air seemed kindness, and the kindness seemed perfume. One moment she longed to stay here forever, but the next the Polawee seemed to be calling her.
She had sometimes seen pigs allowed to walk into the shallow river and stir up the mud with their long snouts. If it were true that Love was always with her, as willing to direct her as to guide the king and queen of fairyland, then surely she should not mind what other children could do to her. She began to long to try her powers. Here in this garden of delight it seemed very easy to look up and Rowena tried not to remember how different were the dust and unkindness of the earth.
She wondered where she could find Lily-bud, and at once the fairy stood before her.
"Are you happy?" she asked.
"Yes, but I must go home," replied Rowena, and Lily-bud saw the new hopefulness in her face.
"Love has given you an errand," she said.
"Yes, yes," replied Rowena, "if I can only have courage!"
"Love is courage," replied Lily-bud.