You won't be long ?" "Not longer than I can help.

Trust me, you shall get home before the morning." In a moment North Wind was gone, and the next Diamond heard a moaning about the church, which grew and grew to a roaring.

The storm was up again, and he knew that North Wind's hair was flying.
The church was dark.

Only a little light came through the windows, which were almost all of that precious old stained glass which is so much lovelier than the new.

But Diamond could not see how beautiful they were, for there was not enough of light in the stars to show the colours of them.