You shouldn't do it." "I am so tall I am above that law," said the voice.
"You must have a tall house, then," said Diamond.
"Yes; a tall house: the clouds are inside it." "Dear me!" said Diamond, and thought a minute.

"I think, then, you can hardly expect me to keep a window in my bed for you.

Why don't you make a window into Mr.Dyves's bed ?" "Nobody makes a window into an ash-pit," said the voice, rather sadly.
"I like to see nice things out of my windows." "But he must have a nicer bed than I have, though mine is very nice--so nice that I couldn't wish a better." "It's not the bed I care about: it's what is in it .-- But you just open that window." "Well, mother says I shouldn't be disobliging; but it's rather hard.

You see the north wind will blow right in my face if I do." "I am the North Wind." "O-o-oh!" said Diamond, thoughtfully.

"Then will you promise not to blow on my face if I open your window ?" "I can't promise that." "But you'll give me the toothache.