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wide awake, and gave him back his courage. The same moment he heard a mighty yet musical voice calling him.
"Come up, Diamond," it said. "It's all ready. I'm waiting for you."
He looked out of the bed, and saw a gigantic, powerful, but most lovely arm—with a hand whose fingers were nothing the less ladylike that they could have strangled a boa-constrictor, or choked a tigress off its prey—stretched down through a big hole in the roof. Without a moment's hesitation he reached out his tiny one, and laid it in the grand palm before him.