"Yes, up in the clouds with them. I saw him. The clouds were drifting hither and thither, and he could not keep steady upon them, so he tumbled down to the earth again."
"Oh dear! Oh dear! What a fall he must have had!"
Paulina heard a curious whistling, crackling laugh that seemed to go off in gusts: puff, puff! blow, blow, blow! phew, phew! And then it subsided into a gentle whistle.
"It's nothing to laugh at," said Paulina. "He'll catch cold, and he must be very much hurt."
"No he isn't; he has hurt some one else instead. I saw him standing over the boy that he had knocked down."
"He was always fighting," murmured Paulina.
"And he had on a full suit of blue clothes," said the voice, "and striped stockings and a white collar."
"Blue! That's his best suit. How did he get it?"
"I don't know everything," replied the Wind, for it was the Wind who was speaking to Paulina; "but
I boxed his ears, and ruffled his hair,
And left him standing astonished there."