"Well, I lay down upon the grass in the moonlight without thinking how I was to get out again.

Somehow the moon suited me exactly.
There was not a breath of the north wind you talk about; it was quite gone." "You didn't want her any more, just then.

She never goes where she's not wanted," said Diamond.

"But she blew you into the moonlight, anyhow." "Well, we won't dispute about it," said Nanny: "you've got a tile loose, you know." "Suppose I have," returned Diamond, "don't you see it may let in the moonlight, or the sunlight for that matter ?" "Perhaps yes, perhaps no," said Nanny.
"And you've got your dreams, too, Nanny." "Yes, but I know they're dreams." "So do I.But I know besides they are something more as well." "Oh! do you ?" rejoined Nanny.

"I don't." "All right," said Diamond.