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Chapter I. The Hay-loft

           

           Theinstanthesaidtheword,atremendousblastofwindcrashedinaboardofthewall,andswepttheclothesoffDiamond.Hestartedupinterror.Leaningoverhimwasthelarge,beautiful,palefaceofawoman.Herdarkeyeslookedalittleangry,fortheyhadjustbeguntoflash;butaquiveringinhersweetupperlipmadeherlookasifsheweregoingtocry.Whatwasthemoststrangewasthatawayfromherheadstreamedoutherblackhairineverydirection,sothatthedarknessinthehay-loftlookedasifitweremadeofherhairbutasDiamondgazedatherinspeechlessamazement,mingledwithconfidence—fortheboywasentrancedwithhermightybeauty—herhairbegantogatheritselfoutofthedarkness,andfelldownallaboutheragain,tillherfacelookedoutofthemidstofitlikeamoonoutofacloud.FromhereyescameallthelightbywhichDiamondsawherfaceandherhair;andthatwasallhedidseeofheryet.Thewindwasoverandgone.

           “Willyougowithmenow,youlittleDiamond?IamsorryIwasforcedtobesoroughwithyou,”saidthelady.

           “Iwill;yes,Iwill,”answeredDiamond,holdingoutbothhisarms.“But,”headded,droppingthem,“howshallIgetmyclothes?Theyareinmother’sroom,andthedoorislocked.”

           “Oh,nevermindyourclothes.Youwillnotbecold.Ishalltakecareofthat.Nobodyiscoldwiththenorthwind.”

           “Ithoughteverybodywas,”saidDiamond.

           “Thatisagreatmistake.Mostpeoplemakeit,however.Theyarecoldbecausetheyarenotwiththenorthwind,butwithoutit.

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