"I'm so glad!" "I don't think so much of it," said the girl.

"I'm used to it, I suppose.

But I can't think how a kid like you comes to be out all alone this time o' night." She called him a kid, but she was not really a month older than he was; only she had had to work for her bread, and that so soon makes people older.
"But I shouldn't have been out so late if I hadn't got down to help you," said Diamond.

"North Wind is gone home long ago." "I think you must ha' got out o' one o' them Hidget Asylms," said the girl.

"You said something about the north wind afore that I couldn't get the rights of." So now, for the sake of his character, Diamond had to tell her the whole story.
She did not believe a word of it.