For the lessons in that world , my child , have no such hard words in them as the lessons in this , and therefore the water-babies like them better than you like your lessons , and long to learn them more and more ; and grown men can not puzzle nor quarrel over their meaning , as they do here on land ; for those lessons all rise clear and pure , like the Test out of Overton Pool , out of the everlasting ground of all life and truth . So she taught Tom every day in the week ; only on Sundays she always went away home , and the kind fairy took her place . And before she had taught Tom many Sundays , his prickles had vanished quite away , and his skin was smooth and clean again . `` Dear me ! '' said the little girl ; `` why , I know you now . You are the very same little chimney-sweep who came into my bedroom . '' `` Dear me ! '' cried Tom . `` And I know you , too , now . You are the very little white lady whom I saw in bed . '' And he jumped at her , and longed to hug and kiss her ; but did not , remembering that she was a lady born ; so he only jumped round and round her till he was quite tired . And then they began telling each other all their story -- how he had got into the water , and she had fallen over the rock ; and how he had swum down to the sea , and how she had flown out of the window ; and how this , that , and the other , till it was all talked out : and then they both began over again , and I ca n't say which of the two talked fastest . And then they set to work at their lessons again , and both liked them so well that they went on well till seven full years were past and gone . You may fancy that Tom was quite content and happy all those seven years ; but the truth is , he was not . He had always one thing on his mind , and that was -- where little Ellie went , when she went home on Sundays . To a very beautiful place , she said . But what was the beautiful place like , and where was it ? Ah ! that is just what she could not say . And it is strange , but true , that no one can say ; and that those who have been oftenest in it , or even nearest to it , can say least about it , and make people understand least what it is like .
There are a good many folks about the Other-end-of-Nowhere -LRB- where Tom went afterwards -RRB- , who pretend XXXXX know it from north to south as well as if they had been penny postmen there ; but , as they are safe at the Other-end-of - Nowhere , nine hundred and ninety-nine million miles away , what they say can not concern us .
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