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Here we are! Turn the diamond!"
Then the light spread around them and showed them a wonderful sight. They were standing in the middle of a large round space in the heart of the forest, where all the old, old Trees seemed to reach up to the sky. Wide avenues formed a white star amidst the dark green of the wood. Everything was peaceful and still; but suddenly a strange The Lime-tree, who was a jolly, fat fellow, came up calmly, smoking his pipe; the conceited and dandified Chestnut-tree screwed his glass into his eye to stare at the Children. He wore a coat of green silk embroidered with pink and white flowers, lie thought the little ones too poorshiver ran through the foliage; the branches moved and stretched like human arms; the roots raised the earth that covered them, came together, took the shapes of legs and feet and stood on the ground; a tremendous crash rang through the air; the trunks of the Trees burst open and each of them let out its soul, which made its appearance like a funny human figure. Some stepped slowly from their trunks; others came out with a jump; and all of them gathered inquisitively round our friends. The talkative Poplar began to chatter like a magpie: "Little Men! We shall be able to talk to them! We have done with silence!... Where do they come from? ….Who are they?" And so he rattled on.
