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DIAMOND MAKES A BEGINNING.
THE wind blew loud, but Diamond slept a deep sleep, and never heard it.

My own impression is that every time when Diamond slept well and remembered nothing about it in the morning, he had been all that night at the back of the north wind.

I am almost sure that was how he woke so refreshed, and felt so quiet and hopeful all the day.

Indeed he said this much, though not to me--that always when he woke from such a sleep there was a something in his mind, he could not tell what--could not tell whether it was the last far-off sounds of the river dying away in the distance, or some of the words of the endless song his mother had read to him on the sea-shore.