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Presently, from the disregard of the new housemaid, the fire in Miss Coleman’s room had gone out, and her mom had advised her to brush her hair by the drawing-room fire- – a confused continuing which a mother’s desire could legitimize. The youngster was dazzling, however not almost so exceptionally excellent as North Wind; and her hair was very long, for it descended to her knees- – however that was nothing at all to North Wind’s hair. However when she looked round, with her hair about her, as Diamond entered, he thought briefly that it was North Wind, and, pulling his hand from Mrs. Crump’s, he loosened up his arms and ran towards Miss Coleman. She was satisfied to such an extent that she tossed down her brush, and nearly stooped on the floor to get him in her arms. He saw the following second that she was not Lady North Wind, but rather she looked so like her he couldn’t resist the urge to run into her arms and crying uncontrollably once again. Mrs. Crump said the helpless kid had left in his rest, and Diamond figured she should know, and didn’t negate her for anything he knew, it very well may be so for sure. He let them chat on about him, and said nothing; and when, after their awe was finished, and Miss Coleman had given him a wipe cake, it was declared that Mrs. Crump should take him to his mom, he was very fulfilled. His mom needed to get up to open the entryway when Mrs. Crump thumped. She was without a doubt shocked to see her, kid; and having taken him in her arms and conveyed him to his bed, returned and had a long confabulation with Mrs. Crump, for they were all the while talking when Diamond fell sleeping soundly, and could hear them no more. Precious stone woke promptly toward the beginning of the day, and thought what an inquisitive dream he had. However, the memory developed more brilliant and more splendid in his mind, until it didn’t look inside and out like a fantasy, and he started to question whether he had not actually been abroad in the breeze the previous evening. He arrived at the resolution that, in the event that he had truly been gotten back to his mom by Mrs. Crump, she would say something to him regarding it, and that would settle the matter. At that point he got up and dressed himself, yet, finding that his dad and mom were not yet mixing, he went down the stepping stool to the stable. There he tracked down that even old Diamond was not alert at this point, for he, just as youthful Diamond, consistently got up the second he woke, and now he was lying as level as possible lie upon his decent trim bed of straw.