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At first Mr. Sladden used to walk round and round the mean street that he lived in, but he gained no clue from that; and soon he noticed that quite different winds blew below his wonderful window from those that blew on the other side of the house. AT FIRST MISTER SLADDIN USED TO WALK ROUND AND ROUND THE MEAN STREET THAT HE LIVED IN BUT HE GAINED NO CLUE FROM THAT AND SOON HE NOTICED THAT QUITE DIFFERENT WINDS BLEW BELOW HIS WONDERFUL WINDOW FROM THOSE THAT BLEW ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HOUSE
 of the windy towers. The window would not open, so that he never heard the songs that the troubadours sang down there beneath the gilded balconies; he did not even hear the belfries' chimes, though he saw the jack-daws routed every hour from their homes. And the first thing that he always did was to cast his eye round all the little towers that rose up from the ramparts to see that the little golden dragons were flying there on their flags. And when he saw them flaunting themselves on white folds from every tower against the marvelous deep blue of the sky he dressed contentedly, and, taking one last look, went off to his work with a glory in his mind. It would have been difficult for the customers of Messrs. Mergin and Chater to guess the precise ambition of Mr. Sladden as he walked before them in his neat frock-coat: it was that he might be a man-at-arms or an archer in order to fight for the little golden dragons that flew on a white flag for an unknown king in an inaccessible city. ON THE TOPS OF THE WINDY TOWERS THE WINDOW WOULD NOT OPEN SO THAT HE NEVER HEARD THE SONGS THAT THE TROUBADORES SANG DOWN THERE BENEATH THE GILDED BALCONIES HE DID NOT EVEN HEAR THE BELFRIES CHIMES THOUGH HE SAW THE JACKDAWS ROUTED EVERY HOUR FROM THEIR HOMES AND THE FIRST THING THAT HE ALWAYS DID WAS TO CAST HIS EYE ROUND ALL THE LITTLE TOWERS THAT ROSE UP FROM THE RAMPARTS TO SEE THAT THE LITTLE GOLDEN DRAGONS WERE FLYING THERE ON THEIR FLAGS AND WHEN HE SAW THEM FLAUNTING THEMSELVES ON WHITE FOLDS FROM EVERY TOWER AGAINST THE MARVELOUS STEEP BLUE OF THE SKY HE DRESSED CONTENTEDLY AND TAKING ONE LAST LOOK WENT OFF TO HIS WORK WITH A GLORY IN HIS MIND IT WOULD HAVE BEEN DIFFICULT FOR THE CUSTOMERS OF MESSRS MERGAN AND CHAEDER TO GUESS THE PRECISE AMBITION OF MISTER SLATIN AS HE WALKED BEFORE THEM IN HIS NEAT FROCK COAT IT WAS THAT HE MIGHT BE A MAN AT ARMS OR AN ARCHER IN ORDER TO FIGHT FOR THE LITTLE GOLDEN DRAGONS THAT FLEW ON A WHITE FLAG FOR AN UNKNOWN KING IN AN INACCESSIBLE CITY
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