. Buddha's crystal and other fairy stories. the temple and shoutedangrily in the Demon Tiles ear ; Well, the fine weather cannot last forever, and youcannot expect the wind to be always lazy. I have mywork to do in the world and must do it whether it pleasesyou or not. At any rate, its my business and not yoursas to whether I blow or not. If you are cold why dontyou get down under the verandah instead of sitting upthere on the roof. You have chosen the most exposedplace you could find. I am sure its your own fault if youare cold. This rough unceremonious answer, exasperated theDemon Tile beyon
. Buddha's crystal and other fairy stories. the temple and shoutedangrily in the Demon Tiles ear ; Well, the fine weather cannot last forever, and youcannot expect the wind to be always lazy. I have mywork to do in the world and must do it whether it pleasesyou or not. At any rate, its my business and not yoursas to whether I blow or not. If you are cold why dontyou get down under the verandah instead of sitting upthere on the roof. You have chosen the most exposedplace you could find. I am sure its your own fault if youare cold. This rough unceremonious answer, exasperated theDemon Tile beyond endurance and he retorted : What do you mean by insulting me, you rudeignorant fellow. Do you take me for a low foundationstone ? Did anyone ever hear of a respectable tile andespecially a Demon Tile living under a verandah ? Suit yourself, and do any thing you like—only Iwarn you that I am going to blow my bags harder thanever! With these words the Wind-god maliciously opened hisbag to its widest extent, and the poor Demon Tile became. THE WIND GOD OPENED HIS BAG TO ITS WIDEST EXTENT. THE DEMON TILE 121 so cold that he shivered all over and felt that he wouldbe frozen to death. At the same time his enemy beingthe Wind-god, the Demon Tile was powerless to doany thing but frown angrily and maintain a sullen now realized that he had made a mistake to angerhis foe. For some time the wind continued to blow a perfecthurricane, but after a while he seemed to get tired andgradually drew off in another direction. This pleased theDemon Tile very much, but when at length he thoughthimself safe he raised his head and gazed around, henoticed suspicious looking clouds floating about in the clouds had been gathered together and driven on bythe wind, and gradually, as they formed together, the skygrew dark, threatening to spoil the beautiful day, andmaking everything gloomy and sad. Oh, how tiresome, said the Demon Tile, now thewind has ceased, those banks of clouds h
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