78 At the Back of the North Wind
sinking a ship with the other. It can't be like you."
" Ah! but which is me? I can't be two mes, you know."
" No. Nobody can be two mes."
"Well, which me is me?"
" Now I must think. There looks to be two."
"Yes. That's the very point.—You can't be knowing the thing you don't know, can you?"
" Which me do you know?"
"The kindest, goodest, best me in the world," answered Diamond, clinging to North Wind.
" Why am I good to you?"
" I don't know."
" Have you ever done anything for me?"
"Then I must be good to you because I choose to be good to you."
" Why should I choose?"
" Because—because—because you like."
" Why should I like to be good to you?"
"I don't know, except it be because it's good to be good to me."
"That's just it; I am good to you because I like to be good."
"Then why shouldn't you be good to other people as well as to me?"
" That's just what I don't know. Why shouldn't I?"
" I don't know either. Then why shouldn't you?"