The
same moment he heard a mighty yet musical voice calling him.
"Come up, Diamond," it said. "It's all ready. I'm waiting
for you."
He looked out of the bed, and saw a gigantic, powerful, but
most lovely arm -- with a hand whose fingers were nothing the
less ladylike that they could have strangled a boa-constrictor,
or choked a tigress off its prey -- stretched down through a big
hole in the roof. Without a moment's hesitation he reached out
his tiny one, and laid it in the grand palm before him.
CHAPTER VI
OUT IN THE STORM
THE hand felt its way up his arm, and, grasping it gently and
strongly above the elbow, lifted Diamond from the bed. The
moment he was through the hole in the roof, all the winds of
heaven seemed to lay hold upon him, and buffet him hither and
thither. His hair blew one way, his night-gown another, his legs
threatened to float from under him, and his head to grow dizzy
with the swiftness of the invisible assailant. Cowering, he
clung with the other hand to the huge hand which held his arm,
and fear invaded his heart.
"Oh, North Wind!" he murmured, but the words vanished from
his lips as he had seen the soap-bubbles that burst too soon
vanish from the mouth of his pipe. The wind caught them, and
they were nowhere.
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