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One morning, Diamond's mother did not think he was feeling very well and when he told her that he had a little headache, she was sure of it. Now there was an aunt of his living at Sandwich and his mother decided to send him there for a change. So giving him two pence for spending money, she packed him off to Sandwich for a visit.
As I was about to say at the desk of the then treasurer of the old Bath theatre not Diamond's presented herself the little Barbara S . The parents of Barbara had been in reputable circumstances. The father had practised, I believe, as an apothecary in the town.
Diamond heard a moan coming from it and looked up anxiously into North Wind's face. By a shaded lamp, a lady in a soft white wrapper sat trying to read and forget the pain which made her moan softly while she read. North Wind seemed to read Diamond's thought and floated silently in at the window. Diamond began singing softly the song of the river with its soothing murmuring strain.
And when he saw how fat Ruby was and how poor was faithful old Diamond and when, moreover, he remembered how poor and starved the family looked though Nanny was still there and kindly treated he knew that Diamond's father had been stanch and true to his bargain, though it had turned out to be a hard one. He was a man worth helping that was clear! And Mr.
The eye that outshone the diamond's brilliancy, and glanced its lovely lightning into the most guarded heart alas! where is it? Where shall we find the rolling sparkler? How are all its sprightly beams eclipsed! The tongue, flesh, &c., are dwelt upon in the same fashion. It is hard to believe that this was really considered fine writing by our ancestors, but the fact is indisputable.
"Number fifty-seven," he said. The old skipper focussed a pair of binoculars and steadied them against a stay of the funnel. "Zere," he said, and pointed at a solitary sail to the West of its fellows. "Heem! You see?" Barraclough nodded. "Diamond's a reliable chap. Always as good as his word. How long shall we be?" "Quarter hour ten minit."
Where it did not shine with stars it shimmered with the milk of the stars, except where, just opposite to Diamond's face, the grey towers of a cathedral blotted out each its own shape of sky and stars.
"Until she gets to the back of the north wind," assented the lady. "Oh!" cried Diamond, "I know now where we are. Oh! do let me go into the old garden, and into mother's room, and Diamond's stall. I wonder if the hole is at the back of my bed still. I should like to stay there all the rest of the night. It won't take you long to get home from here, will it, North Wind?"
And he took his hands from his pockets, and spreading out the fingers of his left hand, began to count, beginning at the thumb. "There's mother, first, and then baby, and then me. Next there's old Diamond and the cab no, I won't count the cab, for it never looks at you, and when Diamond's out of the shafts, it's nobody. Then there's the man that drinks next door, and his wife, and his baby."
For Diamond's father had built him a bed in the loft with boards all round it, because they had so little room in their own end over the coach-house; and Diamond's father put old Diamond in the stall under the bed, because he was a quiet horse, and did not go to sleep standing, but lay down like a reasonable creature.
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