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MacDonald, George

"At The Back Of The North Wind"

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"That makes her the more mine, mother."
"How do you make that out?"
"Because you're mine, mother."
"Is that because you love me?"
"Yes, just because. Love makes the only myness," said
Diamond.
When his father came home to have his dinner, and change
Diamond for Ruby, they saw him look very sad, and he told them
he had not had a fare worth mentioning the whole morning.
"We shall all have to go to the workhouse, wife," he said.
"It would be better to go to the back of the north wind,"
said Diamond, dreamily, not intending to say it aloud.
"So it would," answered his father. "But how are we to get
there, Diamond?"
"We must wait till we're taken," returned Diamond.
Before his father could speak again, a knock came to the
door, and in walked Mr. Raymond with a smile on his face. Joseph
got up and received him respectfully, but not very cordially.
Martha set a chair for him, but he would not sit down.
"You are not very glad to see me," he said to Joseph. "You
don't want to part with the old horse."
"Indeed, sir, you are mistaken there. What with anxiety
about him, and bad luck, I've wished I were rid of him a
thousand times. It was only to be for three months, and here
it's eight or nine.


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