which went round, cried the little boy. That is the

one you asked for,

Master Charles, Nursie was a bit impatient, she had mending to

do.

See, it is silver, and here is the blue. But it is

only a blue streak,

sobbed the little boy. I wanted a blue ring, and this

silver

doesnt sparkle. Well, Master Charles, that is what

you wanted,

now run away and play with it, for I am very busy.

The little boy hid his tears against the friendly window-pane. On

the floor

lay the motionless, crumpled bit of paper on the end of its stick.

But far away across the square was the windmill vendor, with his

big wheel

of whirring splendour. It spun round in a blaze like

a whirling rainbow,

and the sun gleamed upon it, and the wind whipped it, until it seemed

a maze of spattering diamonds. Cocorico! crowed the

golden cock

on the top of the `Stadhuis. That is something worth

crowing for.

But the little boy did not hear him, he was sobbing over the crumpled

bit of paper on the floor.

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