At the Back of the North Wind by George MacDonald
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"Both are easier than to blow a tulip open. But I scarcely know the difference between hard and easy. I am always able for what I have to do. When I see my work, I just rush at it--and it is done. But I mustn't chatter. I have got to sink a ship to-night." "Sink a ship! What! with men in it?" "Yes, and women too." "How dreadful! I wish you wouldn't talk so." "It is rather dreadful. But it is my work. I must do it." "I hope you won't ask me to go with you." "No, I won't ask you. But you must come for all that." "I won't then." "Won't you?" And North Wind grew a tall lady, and looked him in the eyes, and Diamond said-- "Please take me. You cannot be cruel." "No; I could not be cruel if I would. I can do nothing cruel, although I often do what looks like cruel to those who do not know what I really am doing. The people they say I drown, I only carry away to--to--to--well, the back of the North Wind--that is what they used to call it long ago, only I never saw the place." |
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