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Chapter VII. The Cathedral

           YouseeyouandIarenotgoingtobedrowned,andsowemightenjoyit.”

           “Butyouhaveneverheardthepsalm,andyoudon’tknowwhatitislike.Somehow,Ican’tsayhow,ittellsmethatallisright;thatitiscomingtoswallowupallcries.”

           “Butthatwon’tdothemanygood—thepeople,Imean,”persistedDiamond.

           “Itmust.Itmust,”saidNorthWind,hurriedly.“Itwouldn’tbethesongitseemstobeifitdidnotswallowupalltheirfearandpaintoo,andsetthemsingingitthemselveswiththerest.Iamsureitwill.Anddoyouknow,eversinceIknewIhadhair,thatis,eversinceitbegantogooutandaway,thatsonghasbeencomingnearerandnearer.OnlyImustsayitwassomethousandyearsbeforeIheardit.”

           “Buthowcanyousayitwascomingnearerwhenyoudidnothearit?”askeddoubtinglittleDiamond.

           “SinceIbegantohearit,Iknowitisgrowinglouder,thereforeIjudgeitwascomingnearerandneareruntilIdidhearitfirst.I’mnotsoveryold,youknow—afewthousandyearsonly—andIwasquiteababywhenIheardthenoisefirst,butIknewitmustcomefromthevoicesofpeopleeversomucholderandwiserthanIwas.Ican’tsingatall,exceptnowandthen,andIcannevertellwhatmysongisgoingtobe;IonlyknowwhatitisafterIhavesungit.—Butthiswillneverdo.Willyoustophere?”

           “Ican’tseeanywheretostop,”saidDiamond.“Yourhairisalldownlikeadarkness,andIcan’tseethroughitifIknockmyeyesintoiteversomuch.

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