Yes, the fairies still abide here.

I vow I could find scores of them under the violets in Rainbow Valley." Rilla was momentarily happy.

This sounded like the Walter of yore.

She hoped he was forgetting certain things that had troubled him.
"And isn't the sky blue over Rainbow Valley ?" she said, responding to his mood.

"Blue--blue--you'd have to say 'blue' a hundred times before you could express how blue it is." Susan wandered by, her head tied up with a shawl, her hands full of garden implements.