It was full tide, and the stars were shining clear in its depths, for it lay still, waiting for the turn to run down again to the sea.

They walked along its side.

But they had not walked far before its surface was covered with ripples, and the stars had vanished from its bosom.
And North Wind was now tall as a full-grown girl.

Her hair was flying about her head, and the wind was blowing a breeze down the river.

But she turned aside and went up a narrow lane, and as she went her hair fell down around her.
"I have some rather disagreeable work to do to-night," she said, "before I get out to sea, and I must set about it at once.