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	How Diamond Got There 103
	Around him were a great many toys of all prices, from a penny up to shillings. All at once he heard a gentle
	whirring somewhere amongst them. It made him start and look behind him. There were the sails of a windmill going round and round almost close to his ear. He thought at first it must be one of those toys which are wound up and go with clockwork; but no, it was a com-
	mon penny toy, with the windmill at the end of a whistle, and when the whistle blows the windmill goes. But the wonder was that there was no one at the whistle end blowing, and yet the sails were turning round and round—now faster, now slower, now faster again. " What can it mean?" said Diamond, aloud. " It means me," said the tiniest voice he had evei heard. " Who are you, please?" asked Diamond. "Well, really, I begin to be ashamed of you," said the voice. " I wonder how long it will be before you