He also possessed a philosophic bent , to the great delight of his grandfather , who used to hold Socratic conversations with him , in which the precocious pupil occasionally posed his teacher , to the undisguised satisfaction of the womenfolk . `` What makes my legs go , Dranpa ? '' asked the young philosopher , surveying those active portions of his frame with a meditative air , while resting after a go-to-bed frolic one night . `` It 's your little mind , Demi , '' replied the sage , stroking the yellow head respectfully . `` What is a little mine ? '' `` It is something which makes your body move , as the spring made the wheels go in my watch when I showed it to you . '' `` Open me . I want to see it go wound . '' `` I ca n't do that any more than you could open the watch . God winds you up , and you go till He stops you . '' `` Does I ? '' and Demi 's brown eyes grew big and bright as he took in the new thought . `` Is I wounded up like the watch ? '' `` Yes , but I ca n't show you how , for it is done when we do n't see . '' Demi felt his back , as if expecting to find it like that of the watch , and then gravely remarked , `` I dess Dod does it when I 's asleep . '' A careful explanation followed , to which he listened so attentively that his anxious grandmother said , `` My dear , do you think it wise to talk about such things to that baby ? He 's getting great bumps over his eyes , and learning to ask the most unanswerable questions . '' `` If he is old enough to ask the question he is old enough to receive true answers . I am not putting the thoughts into his head , but helping him unfold those already there . These children are wiser than we are , and I have no doubt the boy understands every word I have said to him .
Now , XXXXX , tell me where you keep your mind . ''
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