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Chapter XVIII. The Drunken Cabman

           

           Hewentonwithchatterlikethistillbabywasasleep,bywhichtimehewastired,andfatherandmotherwerebothwideawake—onlyratherconfused—theonefromthebeer,theotherfromtheblow—andstaring,theonefromhischair,theotherfromherbed,atDiamond.Buthewasquiteunawareoftheirnotice,forhesathalf-asleep,withhiseyeswideopen,staringinhisturn,thoughwithoutknowingit,atthecabman,whilethecabmancouldnotwithdrawhisgazefromDiamond’swhitefaceandbigeyes.ForDiamond’sfacewasalwaysratherpale,andnowitwaspalerthanusualwithsleeplessness,andthelightofthestreet-lampuponit.Atlengthhefoundhimselfnodding,andheknewthenitwastimetoputthebabydown,lestheshouldlethimfall.Soherosefromthelittlethree-leggedstool,andlaidthebabyinthecradle,andcoveredhimup—itwaswellitwasawarmnight,andhedidnotwantmuchcovering—andthenheallbutstaggeredoutofthedoor,hewassotipsyhimselfwithsleep.

           “Wife,”saidthecabman,turningtowardsthebed,“Idosomehowbelievethatwuraangeljustgone.Didyouseehim,wife?Hewarn’twerybig,andhehadn’tgotnoneo’themwingses,youknow.Itwuroneo’thembaby-angelsyouseesonthegravestones,youknow.”

           “Nonsense,hubby!”saidhiswife;“butit’sjustasgood.Imightsaybetter,foryoucanketchholdofhimwhenyoulike.That’slittleDiamondaseverybodyknows,andaducko’diamondsheis!Nowomancouldwishforabetterchildthanhebe.”

           “Iha’heerdonhiminthestable,butIneverseethebratafore

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