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Chapter V. The Summer-house

           OnedayshesawDiamondpeepingthroughtheshrubbery,andcalledhim.Hetalkedtohersofranklythatsheoftensentforhimafterthat,andbydegreesitcameaboutthathehadleavetoruninthegardenashepleased.Henevertouchedanyoftheflowersorblossoms,forhewasnotlikesomeboyswhocannotenjoyathingwithoutpullingittopieces,andsopreventingeveryonefromenjoyingitafterthem.

           Aweekevenmakessuchalongtimeinachild’slife,thatDiamondhadbegunoncemoretofeelasifNorthWindwereadreamofsomefar-offyear.

           Onehotevening,hehadbeensittingwiththeyoungmistress,astheycalledher,inalittlesummer-houseatthebottomofthelawn—awonderfulthingforbeauty,theboythought,foralittlewindowinthesideofitwasmadeofcolouredglass.Itgrewdusky,andtheladybegantofeelchill,andwentin,leavingtheboyinthesummer-house.Hesattheregazingoutatabedoftulips,which,althoughtheyhadclosedforthenight,couldnotgoquiteasleepforthewindthatkeptwavingthemabout.Allatoncehesawagreatbumble-beeflyoutofoneofthetulips.

           “There!thatissomethingdone,”saidavoice—agentle,merry,childishvoice,butsotiny.“Atlastitwas.Ithoughthewouldhavehadtostaythereallnight,poorfellow!Idid.”

           Diamondcouldnottellwhetherthevoicewasnearorfaraway,itwassosmallandyetsoclear.Hehadneverseenafairy,buthehadheardofsuch,andhebegantolookallaboutforone.

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