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Chapter XVIII. The Drunken Cabman

           This,ofcourse,wasthevoiceofDiamondsingingtothebaby—songaftersong,everyoneasfoolishasanothertothecabman,forhewastootipsytopartonewordfromanother:allthewordsmixedupinhisearinagurglewithoutdivisionorstop;forsuchwasthewayhespokehimself,whenhewasinthishorridcondition.ButthebabywasmorethancontentwithDiamond’ssongs,andDiamondhimselfwassocontentedwithwhatthesongswereallabout,thathedidnotcareabitaboutthesongsthemselves,ifonlybabylikedthem.ButtheydidthecabmangoodaswellasthebabyandDiamond,fortheyputhimtosleep,andthesleepwasbusyallthetimeitlasted,smoothingthewrinklesoutofhistemper.

           AtlengthDiamondgrewtiredofsinging,andbegantotalktothebabyinstead.Andassoonashestoppedsinging,thecabmanbegantowakeup.Hisbrainwasalittleclearernow,histemperalittlesmoother,andhisheartnotquitesodirty.Hebegantolistenandhewentonlistening,andheardDiamondsayingtothebabysomethinglikethis,forhethoughtthecabmanwasasleep:

           “Poordaddy!Baby’sdaddytakestoomuchbeerandgin,andthatmakeshimsomebodyelse,andnothisownselfatall.Baby’sdaddywouldneverhitbaby’smammyifhedidn’ttaketoomuchbeer.He’sveryfondofbaby’smammy,andworksfrommorningtonighttogetherbreakfastanddinnerandsupper,onlyatnightheforgets,andpaysthemoneyawayforbeer.Andtheyputnastystuffinbeer,I’veheardmydaddysay,thatdrivesallthegoodout,andletsallthebadin.

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