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“
This
will
do
for
me
.
Good
-
bye
.
I
’
m
off
.
”
They
crowded
about
him
,
hugging
and
kissing
him
;
then
stood
back
with
a
solemn
stillness
,
their
wings
lying
close
to
their
shoulders
.
The
little
fellow
looked
round
on
them
once
with
a
smile
,
and
then
shot
himself
headlong
through
the
star
-
hole
.
Diamond
,
as
privileged
,
threw
himself
on
the
ground
to
peep
after
him
,
but
he
saw
nothing
.
“
It
’
s
no
use
,
”
said
the
captain
.
“
I
never
saw
anything
more
of
one
that
went
that
way
.
”
“
His
wings
can
’
t
be
much
use
,
”
said
Diamond
,
concerned
and
fearful
,
yet
comforted
by
the
calm
looks
of
the
rest
.
“
That
’
s
true
,
”
said
the
captain
.
“
He
’
s
lost
them
by
this
time
.
They
all
do
that
go
that
way
.
You
haven
’
t
got
any
,
you
see
.
”
“
No
,
”
said
Diamond
.
“
I
never
did
have
any
.
”
“
Oh
!
didn
’
t
you
?
”
said
the
captain
.
“
Some
people
say
,
”
he
added
,
after
a
pause
,
“
that
they
come
again
.
I
don
’
t
know
.
I
’
ve
never
found
the
colour
I
care
about
myself
.
I
suppose
I
shall
some
day
.
”
Then
they
looked
again
at
the
star
,
put
it
carefully
into
its
hole
,
danced
around
it
and
over
it
—
but
solemnly
,
and
called
it
by
the
name
of
the
finder
.
“
Will
you
know
it
again
?
”
asked
Diamond
.
“
Oh
,
yes
.
We
never
forget
a
star
that
’
s
been
made
a
door
of
.
”
