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Chapter XVIII. The Drunken Cabman

           Nowallthelighttherewascameonlyfromalampintheyard,anditwasaverydingyandyellowlight,fortheglassofthelampwasdirty,andthegaswasbad;butthelightthatcamefromitwas,notwithstanding,ascertainlylightasifithadcomefromthesunitself,andthebabyknewthat,andsmiledtoit;andalthoughitwasindeedawretchedroomwhichthatlamplighted—sodreary,anddirty,andempty,andhopeless!—thereinthemiddleofitsatDiamondonastool,smilingtothebaby,andthebabyonhiskneessmilingtothelamp.Thefatherofhimsatstaringatnothing,neitherasleepnorawake,notquitelostinstupidityeither,forthroughitallhewasdimlyangrywithhimself,hedidnotknowwhy.Itwasthathehadstruckhiswife.Hehadforgottenit,butwasmiserableaboutit,notwithstanding.AndthismiserywasthevoiceofthegreatLovethathadmadehimandhiswifeandthebabyandDiamond,speakinginhisheart,andtellinghimtobegood.ForthatgreatLovespeaksinthemostwretchedanddirtyhearts;onlythetoneofitsvoicedependsontheechoesoftheplaceinwhichitsounds.OnMountSinai,itwasthunder;inthecabman’sheartitwasmisery;inthesoulofSt.Johnitwasperfectblessedness.

           Byandbyhebecameawarethattherewasavoiceofsingingintheroom.

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