"No. I couldn't keep it, do what I would, and I did try."

"That was my fault."

"How could that be, North Wind?"

"Because I didn't know it properly myself, and so I couldn't teach it
to you. I could only make a rough guess at something like what it
would be, and so I wasn't able to make you dream it hard enough
to remember it. Nor would I have done so if I could, for it was
not correct. I made you dream pictures of it, though. But you
will hear the very song itself when you do get to the back of----"

"My own dear North Wind," said Diamond, finishing the sentence
for her, and kissing the arm that held him leaning against her.

"And now we've settled all this--for the time, at least,"
said North Wind.

"But I can't feel quite sure yet," said Diamond.

"You must wait a while for that. Meantime you may be hopeful,
and content not to be quite sure. Come now, I will take you home again,
for it won't do to tire you too much."

"Oh, no, no. I'm not the least tired," pleaded Diamond.

"It is better, though."

"Very well; if you wish it," yielded Diamond with a sigh.