Diamond had taken a great deal of pains and trouble to find Jim, and had at last succeeded through the help of the tall policeman, who was glad to renew his acquaintance with the strange child. Jim had moved his quarters, and had not heard of Nanny's illness till some time after she was taken to the hospital, where he was too shy to go and inquire about her. But when at length she went to live with Diamond's family, Jim was willing enough to go and see her. It was after one of his visits, during which they had been talking of her new prospects, that Nanny expressed to Diamond her opinion of the country. “There ain't nothing in it but the sun and moon, Diamond.” “There's trees and flowers,” said Diamond. “Well, they ain't no count,” returned Nanny. “Ain't they? They're so beautiful, they make you happy to look at them.” “That's because you're such a silly.” Diamond smiled with a far-away look, as if he were gazing through clouds of green leaves and the vision contented him. But he was thinking with himself what more he could do for Nanny; and that same evening he went to find Mr. Raymond, for he had heard that he had returned to town. “Ah! how do you do, Diamond?” said Mr. Raymond; “I am glad to see you.” And he was indeed, for he had grown very fond of him. His opinion of him was very different from Nanny's. “What do you want now, my child?” he asked. “I'm always wanting something, sir,” answered Diamond. “Well, that's quite right, so long as what you want is right. Everybody is always wanting something; only we don't mention it in the right place often enough. What is it now?” “There's a friend of Nanny's, a lame boy, called Jim.” “I've heard of him,” said Mr. Raymond. “Well?” “Nanny doesn't care much about going to the country, sir.” “Well, what has that to do with Jim?” “You couldn't find a corner for Jim to work in--could you, sir?” “I don't know that I couldn't. That is, if you can show good reason for it.” “He's a good boy, sir.” “Well, so much the better for him.” “I know he can shine boots, sir.” “So much the better for us.” “You want your boots shined in the country--don't you, sir?” “Yes, to be sure.” “It wouldn't be nice to walk over the flowers with dirty boots--would it, sir?” “No, indeed.” “They wouldn't like it--would they?” “No, they wouldn't.” “Then Nanny would be better pleased to go, sir.” “If the flowers didn't like dirty boots to walk over them, Nanny wouldn't mind going to the country? Is that it? I don't quite see it.” “No, sir; I didn't mean that. I meant, if you would take Jim with you to clean your boots, and do odd jobs, you know, sir, then Nanny would like it better. She's so fond of Jim!” “Now you come to the point, Diamond. I see what you mean, exactly. I will turn it over in my mind. Could you bring Jim to see me?” “I'll try, sir. But they don't mind me much. They think I'm silly,” added Diamond, with one of his sweetest smiles.