Somehow, when
once you've looked into anybody's eyes, right deep down into
them, I mean, nobody will do for that one any more.
Nobody, ever so beautiful or so good, will make up for that one
going out of sight. So you see, North Wind, I can't help being
frightened to think that perhaps I am only dreaming, and you are
nowhere at all. Do tell me that you are my own, real, beautiful
North Wind."
Again she rose, and shot herself into the air, as if uneasy
because she could not answer him; and Diamond lay quiet in her
arms, waiting for what she would say. He tried to see up into
her face, for he was dreadfully afraid she was not answering him
because she could not say that she was not a dream; but she had
let her hair fall all over her face so that he could not see it.
This frightened him still more.
"Do speak, North Wind," he said at last.
"I never speak when I have nothing to say," she replied.
"Then I do think you must be a real North Wind, and no
dream," said Diamond.
"But I'm looking for something to say all the time."
"But I don't want you to say what's hard to find. If you
were to say one word to comfort me that wasn't true, then I
should know you must be a dream, for a great beautiful lady like
you could never tell a lie.
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