And what do you think ?--There was the moon beginning to shine again--but only through one of the panes--and that one was just the colour of the ruby.

Wasn't it funny ?" "No, not a bit funny," said Diamond.
"If you will be contrary!" said Nanny.
"No, no," said Diamond; "I only meant that was the very pane I should have expected her to shine through." "Oh, very well!" returned Nanny.
What Diamond meant, I do not pretend to say.

He had curious notions about things.
"And now," said Nanny, "I didn't know what to do, for the dog kept barking at the door, and I couldn't get out.

But the moon was so beautiful that I couldn't keep from looking at it through the red pane.
And as I looked it got larger and larger till it filled the whole pane and outgrew it, so that I could see it through the other panes; and it grew till it filled them too and the whole window, so that the summer-house was nearly as bright as day.
"The dog stopped barking, and I heard a gentle tapping at the door, like the wind blowing a little branch against it." "Just like her," said Diamond, who thought everything strange and beautiful must be done by North Wind.
"So I turned from the window and opened the door; and what do you think I saw ?" "A beautiful lady," said Diamond.
"No--the moon itself, as big as a little house, and as round as a ball, shining like yellow silver.

It stood on the grass--down on the very grass: I could see nothing else for the brightness of it: And as I stared and wondered, a door opened in the side of it, near the ground, and a curious little old man, with a crooked thing over his shoulder, looked out, and said: 'Come along, Nanny; my lady wants you.