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“
Dear
me
!
”
said
Diamond
,
and
thought
a
minute
.
“
I
think
,
then
,
you
can
hardly
expect
me
to
keep
a
window
in
my
bed
for
you
.
Why
don
’
t
you
make
a
window
into
Mr
.
Dyves
’
s
bed
?
”
“
Nobody
makes
a
window
into
an
ash
-
pit
,
”
said
the
voice
,
rather
sadly
.
“
I
like
to
see
nice
things
out
of
my
windows
.
”
“
But
he
must
have
a
nicer
bed
than
I
have
,
though
mine
is
very
nice
—
so
nice
that
I
couldn
’
t
wish
a
better
.
”
“
It
’
s
not
the
bed
I
care
about
:
it
’
s
what
is
in
it
.
—
But
you
just
open
that
window
.
”
“
Well
,
mother
says
I
shouldn
’
t
be
disobliging
;
but
it
’
s
rather
hard
.
You
see
the
north
wind
will
blow
right
in
my
face
if
I
do
.
”
“
I
am
the
North
Wind
.
”
“
O
-
o
-
oh
!
”
said
Diamond
,
thoughtfully
.
“
Then
will
you
promise
not
to
blow
on
my
face
if
I
open
your
window
?
”
“
I
can
’
t
promise
that
.
”
“
But
you
’
ll
give
me
the
toothache
.
Mother
’
s
got
it
already
.
”
