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Chapter I. The Hay-loft

           Sometimes,whenhismotherhadundressedhiminherroom,andtoldhimtotrottobedbyhimself,hewouldcreepintotheheartofthehay,andlietherethinkinghowcolditwasoutsideinthewind,andhowwarmitwasinsidethereinhisbed,andhowhecouldgotoitwhenhepleased,onlyhewouldn’tjustyet;hewouldgetalittlecolderfirst.Andeverashegrewcolder,hisbedwouldgrowwarmer,tillatlasthewouldscrambleoutofthehay,shootlikeanarrowintohisbed,coverhimselfup,andsnuggledown,thinkingwhatahappyboyhewas.Hehadnottheleastideathatthewindgotinatachinkinthewall,andblewabouthimallnight.Forthebackofhisbedwasonlyofboardsaninchthick,andontheothersideofthemwasthenorthwind.

           Now,asIhavealreadysaid,theseboardsweresoftandcrumbly.Tobesure,theyweretarredontheoutside,yetinmanyplacestheyweremoreliketinderthantimber.Henceithappenedthatthesoftparthavingwornawayfromaboutit,littleDiamondfoundonenight,afterhelaydown,thataknothadcomeoutofoneofthem,andthatthewindwasblowinginuponhiminacoldandratherimperiousfashion.Nowhehadnofancyforleavingthingswrongthatmightbesetright;sohejumpedoutofbedagain,gotalittlestrikeofhay,twisteditup,foldeditinthemiddle,and,havingthusmadeitintoacork,stuckitintotheholeinthewall.Butthewindbegantoblowloudandangrily,and,asDiamondwasfallingasleep,outblewhiscorkandhithimonthenose,justhardenoughtowakehimupquite,andlethimhearthewindwhistlingshrillinthehole.

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