“Well, well, now I’m going down,” said, the wind. “And I don’t think I shall get up again for ever so many days. Then your mill will stand still.”
“So it will,” said Two-Legs. “But I have thought of that, too. Come over here and see.”
He went down to the brook and showed, the wind another mill which he had built. It had no sails, but a big wheel with wide floats, which went down into the water. The wheel was connected with the mill-stones in the same way as the sails and, as the water ran, the wheel turned and the mill-stones ground.
“That’s my water-mill,” said Two-Legs, proudly.
Then he went into his tent and lay down to sleep, for it was late and all the others had gone to bed.
The wind lay down too, as he had said, and so they all lay and slept.
