They've been hanging there for over ten years." "Their wind chime always makes me think of the aerial, celestial music Adam and Eve heard in Milton's Eden," responded Miss Oliver.
"We used to have such fun in Rainbow Valley when we were children," said Rilla dreamily.
Nobody ever played in Rainbow Valley now.

It was very silent on summer evenings.

Walter liked to go there to read.

Jem and Faith trysted there considerably; Jerry and Nan went there to pursue uninterruptedly the ceaseless wrangles and arguments on profound subjects that seemed to be their preferred method of sweethearting.

And Rilla had a beloved little sylvan dell of her own there where she liked to sit and dream.
"I must run down to the kitchen before I go and show myself off to Susan.