What do you say, St.Thomas ?" "Let's go down and look at him." There came a rustling, and a chinking, for some time, and then there was a silence, and Diamond felt somehow that all the Apostles were standing round him and looking down on him.

And still he could not open his eyes.
"What is the matter with him, St.Luke ?" asked one.
"There's nothing the matter with him," answered St.Luke, who must have joined the company of the Apostles from the next window, one would think.

"He's in a sound sleep." "I have it," cried another.

"This is one of North Wind's tricks.

She has caught him up and dropped him at our door, like a withered leaf or a foundling baby.