“Oh, yes! I should, please.”
So his aunt gave him some lemonade, for she had been used to nursing
sick people, and Diamond felt very much refreshed, and laid his head
down again to go very fast asleep, as he thought. And so he did, but
only to come awake again, as a fresh burst of wind blew the lattice
open a second time. The same moment he found himself in a cloud of North
Wind's hair, with her beautiful face, set in it like a moon, bending
over him.
“Quick, Diamond!” she said. “I have found such a chance!”
“But I'm not well,” said Diamond.
“I know that, but you will be better for a little fresh air. You shall
have plenty of that.”
“You want me to go, then?”
“Yes, I do. It won't hurt you.”
“Very well,” said Diamond; and getting out of the bed-clothes, he jumped
into North Wind's arms.
“We must make haste before your aunt comes,” said she, as she glided out
of the open lattice and left it swinging.
The moment Diamond felt her arms fold around him he began to feel
better. It was a moonless night, and very dark, with glimpses of stars
when the clouds parted.
“I used to dash the waves about here,” said North Wind, “where cows and
sheep are feeding now; but we shall soon get to them. There they are.”
And Diamond, looking down, saw the white glimmer of breaking water far
below him.
“You see, Diamond,” said North Wind, “it is very difficult for me to
get you to the back of the north wind, for that country lies in the very
north itself, and of course I can't blow northwards.”
“Why not?” asked Diamond.
“You little silly!” said North Wind. “Don't you see that if I were to
blow northwards I should be South Wind, and that is as much as to say
that one person could be two persons?”
“But how can you ever get home at all, then?”
“You are quite right--that is my home, though I never get farther than
the outer door. I sit on the doorstep, and hear the voices inside. I am
nobody there, Diamond.”
“I'm very sorry.”
“Why?”
“That you should be nobody.”
“Oh, I don't mind it. Dear little man! you will be very glad some day
to be nobody yourself. But you can't understand that now, and you had
better not try; for if you do, you will be certain to go fancying some
egregious nonsense, and making yourself miserable about it.”
“Then I won't,” said Diamond.
“There's a good boy. It will all come in good time.”
“But you haven't told me how you get to the doorstep, you know.”
“It is easy enough for me. I have only to consent to be nobody, and
there I am. I draw into myself and there I am on the doorstep. But you
can easily see, or you have less sense than I think, that to drag you,
you heavy thing, along with me, would take centuries, and I could not
give the time to it.”
“Oh, I'm so sorry!” said Diamond.
“What for now, pet?”
“That I'm so heavy for you. I would be lighter if I could, but I don't
know how.”
“You silly darling! Why, I could toss you a hundred miles from me if I
liked. It is only when I am going home that I shall find you heavy.”
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