a baby-wonder. As he stooped his face to see it close, a little
wind began to blow, and two or three long leaves that stood up
behind the flower shook and waved and quivered, but the primrose lay
still in the green hollow, looking up at the sky, and not seeming
to know that the wind was blowing at all. It was just a one eye
that the dull black wintry earth had opened to look at the sky with.
All at once Diamond thought it was saying its prayers, and he
ought not to be staring at it so. He ran to the stable to see his
father make Diamond's bed. Then his father took him in his arms,
carried him up the ladder, and set him down at the table where they
were going to have their tea.

"Miss is very poorly," said Diamond's father. "Mis'ess has been
to the doctor with her to-day, and she looked very glum when she came
out again. I was a-watching of them to see what doctor had said."

"And didn't Miss look glum too?" asked his mother.

"Not half as glum as Mis'ess," returned the coachman. "You see--"

But he lowered his voice, and Diamond could not make out more than
a word here and there. For Diamond's father was not only one of
the finest of coachmen to look at, and one of the best of drivers,
but one of the most discreet of servants as well. Therefore he did not
talk about family affairs to any one but his wife, whom he had proved
better than himself long ago, and was careful that even Diamond should
hear nothing he could repeat again concerning master and his family.

It was bed-time soon, and Diamond went to bed and fell fast asleep.