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“
How
was
it
you
did
not
know
my
name
,
then
,
ma
’
am
?
Please
am
I
to
say
ma
’
am
to
you
,
ma
’
am
?
”
“
One
question
at
a
time
,
dear
boy
.
I
knew
your
name
quite
well
,
but
I
wanted
to
hear
what
you
would
say
for
it
.
Don
’
t
you
remember
that
day
when
the
man
was
finding
fault
with
your
name
—
how
I
blew
the
window
in
?
”
“
Yes
,
yes
,
”
answered
Diamond
,
eagerly
.
“
Our
window
opens
like
a
door
,
right
over
the
coach
-
house
door
.
And
the
wind
—
you
,
ma
’
am
—
came
in
,
and
blew
the
Bible
out
of
the
man
’
s
hands
,
and
the
leaves
went
all
flutter
,
flutter
on
the
floor
,
and
my
mother
picked
it
up
and
gave
it
back
to
him
open
,
and
there
—
—
”
“
Was
your
name
in
the
Bible
—
the
sixth
stone
in
the
high
priest
’
s
breastplate
.
”
“
Oh
!
—
a
stone
,
was
it
?
”
said
Diamond
.
“
I
thought
it
had
been
a
horse
—
I
did
.
”
“
Never
mind
.
A
horse
is
better
than
a
stone
any
day
.
Well
,
you
see
,
I
know
all
about
you
and
your
mother
.
”
“
Yes
.
I
will
go
with
you
.
”
“
Now
for
the
next
question
:
you
’
re
not
to
call
me
ma
’
am
.
You
must
call
me
just
my
own
name
—
respectfully
,
you
know
—
just
North
Wind
.
”
“
Well
,
please
,
North
Wind
,
you
are
so
beautiful
,
I
am
quite
ready
to
go
with
you
.
”
