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”
“
Oh
,
don
’
t
I
just
!
Diamond
is
a
great
and
good
horse
;
and
he
sleeps
right
under
me
.
He
is
old
Diamond
,
and
I
am
young
Diamond
;
or
,
if
you
like
it
better
,
for
you
’
re
very
particular
,
Mr
.
North
Wind
,
he
’
s
big
Diamond
,
and
I
’
m
little
Diamond
;
and
I
don
’
t
know
which
of
us
my
father
likes
best
.
”
A
beautiful
laugh
,
large
but
very
soft
and
musical
,
sounded
somewhere
beside
him
,
but
Diamond
kept
his
head
under
the
clothes
.
“
I
’
m
not
Mr
.
North
Wind
,
”
said
the
voice
.
“
You
told
me
that
you
were
the
North
Wind
,
”
insisted
Diamond
.
“
I
did
not
say
Mister
North
Wind
,
”
said
the
voice
.
“
Well
,
then
,
I
do
;
for
mother
tells
me
I
ought
to
be
polite
.
”
“
Then
let
me
tell
you
I
don
’
t
think
it
at
all
polite
of
you
to
say
Mister
to
me
.
”
“
Well
,
I
didn
’
t
know
better
.
I
’
m
very
sorry
.
”
“
But
you
ought
to
know
better
.
”
