I thought you must have had something to
do with that dream, it was so beautiful."
"Yes; I gave you that dream."
"Oh! thank you. Did you give Nanny her dream too -- about
the moon and the bees?"
"Yes. I was the lady that sat at the window of the moon."
"Oh, thank you. I was almost sure you had something to
do with that too. And did you tell Mr. Raymond the story about
the Princess Daylight?"
"I believe I had something to do with it. At all events he
thought about it one night when he couldn't sleep. But I want to
ask you whether you remember the song the boy-angels sang in
that dream of yours."
"No. I couldn't keep it, do what I would, and I did try."
"That was my fault."
"How could that be, North Wind?"
"Because I didn't know it properly myself, and so I
couldn't teach it to you. I could only make a rough guess at
something like what it would be, and so I wasn't able to make
you dream it hard enough to remember it. Nor would I have done
so if I could, for it was not correct. I made you dream pictures
of it, though. But you will hear the very song itself when you
do get to the back of ----"
"My own dear North Wind," said Diamond, finishing the
sentence for her, and kissing the arm that held him leaning
against her.
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