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“
I
can
’
t
,
”
wailed
the
girl
,
“
the
wind
won
’
t
leave
go
of
me
.
”
Diamond
could
run
faster
than
she
,
and
he
had
no
broom
.
In
a
few
moments
he
had
caught
her
by
the
frock
,
but
it
tore
in
his
hand
,
and
away
went
the
little
girl
.
So
he
had
to
run
again
,
and
this
time
he
ran
so
fast
that
he
got
before
her
,
and
turning
round
caught
her
in
his
arms
,
when
down
they
went
both
together
,
which
made
the
little
girl
laugh
in
the
midst
of
her
crying
.
“
Where
are
you
going
?
”
asked
Diamond
,
rubbing
the
elbow
that
had
stuck
farthest
out
.
The
arm
it
belonged
to
was
twined
round
a
lamp
-
post
as
he
stood
between
the
little
girl
and
the
wind
.
“
Home
,
”
she
said
,
gasping
for
breath
.
“
Then
I
will
go
with
you
,
”
said
Diamond
.
And
then
they
were
silent
for
a
while
,
for
the
wind
blew
worse
than
ever
,
and
they
had
both
to
hold
on
to
the
lamp
-
post
.
“
Where
is
your
crossing
?
”
asked
the
girl
at
length
.
“
I
don
’
t
sweep
,
”
answered
Diamond
.
“
What
do
you
do
,
then
?
”
asked
she
.
“
You
ain
’
t
big
enough
for
most
things
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
do
do
,
”
answered
he
,
feeling
rather
ashamed
.
“
Nothing
,
I
suppose
.
My
father
’
s
Mr
.
Coleman
’
s
coachman
.
”
