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And
Diamond
did
enjoy
it
.
For
the
drive
and
the
fresh
air
had
made
him
quite
hungry
;
and
he
did
not
,
like
his
mother
,
trouble
himself
about
what
they
should
dine
off
that
day
week
.
The
fact
was
he
had
lived
so
long
without
any
food
at
all
at
the
back
of
the
north
wind
,
that
he
knew
quite
well
that
food
was
not
essential
to
existence
;
that
in
fact
,
under
certain
circumstances
,
people
could
live
without
it
well
enough
.
His
mother
did
not
speak
much
during
their
dinner
.
After
it
was
over
she
helped
him
to
walk
about
a
little
,
but
he
was
not
able
for
much
and
soon
got
tired
.
He
did
not
get
fretful
,
though
.
He
was
too
glad
of
having
the
sun
and
the
wind
again
,
to
fret
because
he
could
not
run
about
.
He
lay
down
on
the
dry
sand
,
and
his
mother
covered
him
with
a
shawl
.
She
then
sat
by
his
side
,
and
took
a
bit
of
work
from
her
pocket
.
But
Diamond
felt
rather
sleepy
,
and
turned
on
his
side
and
gazed
sleepily
over
the
sand
.
A
few
yards
off
he
saw
something
fluttering
.
“
What
is
that
,
mother
?
”
he
said
.
“
Only
a
bit
of
paper
,
”
she
answered
.
“
It
flutters
more
than
a
bit
of
paper
would
,
I
think
,
”
said
Diamond
.
“
I
’
ll
go
and
see
if
you
like
,
”
said
his
mother
.
“
My
eyes
are
none
of
the
best
.
”
So
she
rose
and
went
and
found
that
they
were
both
right
,
for
it
was
a
little
book
,
partly
buried
in
the
sand
.
But
several
of
its
leaves
were
clear
of
the
sand
,
and
these
the
wind
kept
blowing
about
in
a
very
flutterful
manner
.
She
took
it
up
and
brought
it
to
Diamond
.
“
What
is
it
,
mother
?
”
he
asked
.
“
Some
nursery
rhymes
,
I
think
,
”
she
answered
.
