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Chapter III. Old Diamond

           Foritisnotfinethingsthatmakehomeaniceplace,butyourmotherandyourfather.

           Ashewaslookingatthelovelycolours,thegateswerethrownopen,andtherewasoldDiamondandhisfriendinthecarriage,dancingwithimpatiencetogetattheirstallsandtheiroats.Andintheycame.Diamondwasnotintheleastafraidofhisfatherdrivingoverhim,but,carefulnottospoilthegrandshowhemadewithhisfinehorsesandhismultitudinouscape,witharededgetoeveryfold,heslippedoutofthewayandlethimdashrightontothestables.Tobequitesafehehadtostepintotherecessofthedoorthatledfromtheyardtotheshrubbery.

           Ashestoodthereherememberedhowthewindhaddrivenhimtothissamespotonthenightofhisdream.Andoncemorehewasalmostsurethatitwasnodream.Atallevents,hewouldgoinandseewhetherthingslookedatallnowastheydidthen.Heopenedthedoor,andpassedthroughthelittlebeltofshrubbery.Notaflowerwastobeseeninthebedsonthelawn.EventhebraveoldchrysanthemumsandChristmasroseshadpassedawaybeforethefrost.What?Yes!Therewasone!Heranandkneltdowntolookatit.

           Itwasaprimrose—adwarfishthing,butperfectinshape—ababy-wonder.Ashestoopedhisfacetoseeitclose,alittlewindbegantoblow,andtwoorthreelongleavesthatstoodupbehindtheflowershookandwavedandquivered,buttheprimroselaystillinthegreenhollow,lookingupatthesky,andnotseemingtoknowthatthewindwasblowingatall.Itwasjustaoneeyethatthedullblackwintryearthhadopenedtolookattheskywith.

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