It's not courage at all, so long as I feel you there." "But hadn't you better get into my hair?
Then you would not feel the wind; you will here." "Ah, but, dear North Wind, you don't know how nice it is to feel your arms about me.

It is a thousand times better to have them and the wind together, than to have only your hair and the back of your neck and no wind at all." "But it is surely more comfortable there ?" "Well, perhaps; but I begin to think there are better things than being comfortable." "Yes, indeed there are.

Well, I will keep you in front of me.

You will feel the wind, but not too much.

I shall only want one arm to take care of you; the other will be quite enough to sink the ship." "Oh, dear North Wind! how can you talk so ?" "My dear boy, I never talk; I always mean what I say." "Then you do mean to sink the ship with the other hand ?" "Yes." "It's not like you." "How do you know that ?" "Quite easily.