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A Complete Illustrated children's fantasy book by George MacDonald.

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The Drunken Cabman           191
turn, though without knowing it, at the cabman, while the cabman could not withdraw his gaze from Diamond's white face and big eyes. For Diamond's face was always rather pale, and now it was paler than usual with sleeplessness, and the light of the street-lamp upon it. At length he found himself nodding, and he knew then it was time to put the baby down, lest he should let him fall. So he rose from the little three-legged stool, and laid the baby in the cradle, and covered him up—it was well it was a warm night, and he did not want much covering— and then he all but staggered out of the door, he was so tipsy himself with sleep.
"Wife," said the cabman, turning towards the bed, "I do somehow believe that wur a angel just gone. Did you see him, wife? He warn't wery big, and he hadn't got none o' them wingses, you know. It wur one o' them baby-angels you sees on the grave­stones, you know."
"Nonsense, hubby!" said his wife; "but it's just as good. I might say better, for you can ketch hold of him when you like. That's little Diamond as every­body knows, and a duck o' diamonds he is! No woman could wish for a better child than he be."
" I ha' heerd on him in the stable, but I never see the brat afore. Come, old girl, let bygones be by­gones, and gie us a kiss, and we'll go to bed."
The cabman kept his cab in another yard, although he had his room in this. He was often late in coming home, and was not one to take notice of children, especially when he was tipsy, which was oftener than
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