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“
Ah
!
and
I
can
’
t
help
you
—
you
haven
’
t
been
to
bed
yet
,
you
see
.
Come
out
to
the
road
with
me
,
just
in
front
of
the
coach
-
house
,
and
I
will
show
you
.
”
North
Wind
grew
very
small
indeed
,
so
small
that
she
could
not
have
blown
the
dust
off
a
dusty
miller
,
as
the
Scotch
children
call
a
yellow
auricula
.
Diamond
could
not
even
see
the
blades
of
grass
move
as
she
flitted
along
by
his
foot
.
They
left
the
lawn
,
went
out
by
the
wicket
in
the
-
coach
-
house
gates
,
and
then
crossed
the
road
to
the
low
wall
that
separated
it
from
the
river
.
“
You
can
get
up
on
this
wall
,
Diamond
,
”
said
North
Wind
.
“
Yes
;
but
my
mother
has
forbidden
me
.
”
“
Then
don
’
t
,
”
said
North
Wind
.
“
But
I
can
see
over
,
”
said
Diamond
.
“
Ah
!
to
be
sure
.
I
can
’
t
.
”
So
saying
,
North
Wind
gave
a
little
bound
,
and
stood
on
the
top
of
the
wall
.
She
was
just
about
the
height
a
dragon
-
fly
would
be
,
if
it
stood
on
end
.
“
You
darling
!
”
said
Diamond
,
seeing
what
a
lovely
little
toy
-
woman
she
was
.
