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MacDonald, George

"At The Back Of The North Wind"

It's
a great pity. I am sorry for her. Just take that ring off her
finger. I am sadly afraid she has stolen it.' The little man
caught hold of my hand, and I felt him tugging at the ring. I
tried to speak what was true about it, but, after a terrible
effort, only gave a groan. Other things began to come into my
head. Somebody else had a hold of me. The little man wasn't
there. I opened my eyes at last, and saw the nurse. I had cried
out in my sleep, and she had come and waked me. But, Diamond,
for all it was only a dream,
I cannot help being ashamed of myself yet for opening the lady's
box of bees."
"You woudn't do it again -- would you -- if she were to
take you back?" said Diamond.
"No. I don't think anything would ever make me do it again.
But where's the good? I shall never have the chance."
"I don't know that," said Diamond.
"You silly baby! It was only a dream," said Nanny.
"I know that, Nanny, dear. But how can you tell you mayn't
dream it again?"
"That's not a bit likely."
"I don't know that," said Diamond.
"You're always saying that," said Nanny. "I don't like it."
"Then I won't say it again -- if I don't forget." said
Diamond. "But it was such a beautiful dream! -- wasn't it,
Nanny? What a pity you opened that door and let the bees out!
You might have had such a long dream, and such nice talks with
the moon-lady.


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