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IT
WAS
late
in
the
afternoon
when
Diamond
and
his
mother
and
the
baby
reached
London
.
I
was
so
full
of
Diamond
that
I
forgot
to
tell
you
a
baby
had
arrived
in
the
meantime
.
His
father
was
waiting
for
them
with
his
own
cab
,
but
they
had
not
told
Diamond
who
the
horse
was
;
for
his
father
wanted
to
enjoy
the
pleasure
of
his
surprise
when
he
found
it
out
.
He
got
in
with
his
mother
without
looking
at
the
horse
,
and
his
father
having
put
up
Diamond
’
s
carpet
-
bag
and
his
mother
’
s
little
trunk
,
got
upon
the
box
himself
and
drove
off
;
and
Diamond
was
quite
proud
of
riding
home
in
his
father
’
s
own
carriage
.
But
when
he
got
to
the
mews
,
he
could
not
help
being
a
little
dismayed
at
first
;
and
if
he
had
never
been
to
the
back
of
the
north
wind
,
I
am
afraid
he
would
have
cried
a
little
.
But
instead
of
that
,
he
said
to
himself
it
was
a
fine
thing
all
the
old
furniture
was
there
.
And
instead
of
helping
his
mother
to
be
miserable
at
the
change
,
he
began
to
find
out
all
the
advantages
of
the
place
;
for
every
place
has
some
advantages
,
and
they
are
always
better
worth
knowing
than
the
disadvantages
.
Certainly
the
weather
was
depressing
,
for
a
thick
,
dull
,
persistent
rain
was
falling
by
the
time
they
reached
home
.
But
happily
the
weather
is
very
changeable
;
and
besides
,
there
was
a
good
fire
burning
in
the
room
,
which
their
neighbour
with
the
drunken
husband
had
attended
to
for
them
;
and
the
tea
-
things
were
put
out
,
and
the
kettle
was
boiling
on
the
fire
.
And
with
a
good
fire
,
and
tea
and
bread
and
butter
,
things
cannot
be
said
to
be
miserable
.
Diamond
’
s
father
and
mother
were
,
notwithstanding
,
rather
miserable
,
and
Diamond
began
to
feel
a
kind
of
darkness
beginning
to
spread
over
his
own
mind
.
But
the
same
moment
he
said
to
himself
,
“
This
will
never
do
.
I
can
’
t
give
in
to
this
.
I
’
ve
been
to
the
back
of
the
north
wind
.
Things
go
right
there
,
and
so
I
must
try
to
get
things
to
go
right
here
.
I
’
ve
got
to
fight
the
miserable
things
.
They
shan
’
t
make
me
miserable
if
I
can
help
it
.
”
I
do
not
mean
that
he
thought
these
very
words
.
They
are
perhaps
too
grown
-
up
for
him
to
have
thought
,
but
they
represent
the
kind
of
thing
that
was
in
his
heart
and
his
head
.
And
when
heart
and
head
go
together
,
nothing
can
stand
before
them
.
“
What
nice
bread
and
butter
this
is
!
”
said
Diamond
.
“
I
’
m
glad
you
like
it
,
my
dear
”
said
his
father
.
“
I
bought
the
butter
myself
at
the
little
shop
round
the
corner
.
”
“
It
’
s
very
nice
,
thank
you
,
father
.
Oh
,
there
’
s
baby
waking
!
I
’
ll
take
him
.
”
“
Sit
still
,
Diamond
,
”
said
his
mother
.
“
Go
on
with
your
bread
and
butter
.
You
’
re
not
strong
enough
to
lift
him
yet
.
”
So
she
took
the
baby
herself
,
and
set
him
on
her
knee
.
Then
Diamond
began
to
amuse
him
,
and
went
on
till
the
little
fellow
was
shrieking
with
laughter
.
For
the
baby
’
s
world
was
his
mother
’
s
arms
;
and
the
drizzling
rain
,
and
the
dreary
mews
,
and
even
his
father
’
s
troubled
face
could
not
touch
him
.
What
cared
baby
for
the
loss
of
a
hundred
situations
?
Yet
neither
father
nor
mother
thought
him
hard
-
hearted
because
he
crowed
and
laughed
in
the
middle
of
their
troubles
.
On
the
contrary
,
his
crowing
and
laughing
were
infectious
.
His
little
heart
was
so
full
of
merriment
that
it
could
not
hold
it
all
,
and
it
ran
over
into
theirs
.
Father
and
mother
began
to
laugh
too
,
and
Diamond
laughed
till
he
had
a
fit
of
coughing
which
frightened
his
mother
,
and
made
them
all
stop
.
His
father
took
the
baby
,
and
his
mother
put
him
to
bed
.
But
it
was
indeed
a
change
to
them
all
,
not
only
from
Sandwich
,
but
from
their
old
place
,
instead
of
the
great
river
where
the
huge
barges
with
their
mighty
brown
and
yellow
sails
went
tacking
from
side
to
side
like
little
pleasure
-
skiffs
,
and
where
the
long
thin
boats
shot
past
with
eight
and
sometimes
twelve
rowers
,
their
windows
now
looked
out
upon
a
dirty
paved
yard
.
And
there
was
no
garden
more
for
Diamond
to
run
into
when
he
pleased
,
with
gay
flowers
about
his
feet
,
and
solemn
sun
-
filled
trees
over
his
head
.
Neither
was
there
a
wooden
wall
at
the
back
of
his
bed
with
a
hole
in
it
for
North
Wind
to
come
in
at
when
she
liked
.
Indeed
,
there
was
such
a
high
wall
,
and
there
were
so
many
houses
about
the
mews
,
that
North
Wind
seldom
got
into
the
place
at
all
,
except
when
something
must
be
done
,
and
she
had
a
grand
cleaning
out
like
other
housewives
;
while
the
partition
at
the
head
of
Diamond
’
s
new
bed
only
divided
it
from
the
room
occupied
by
a
cabman
who
drank
too
much
beer
,
and
came
home
chiefly
to
quarrel
with
his
wife
and
pinch
his
children
.
It
was
dreadful
to
Diamond
to
hear
the
scolding
and
the
crying
.
But
it
could
not
make
him
miserable
,
because
he
had
been
at
the
back
of
the
north
wind
.
If
my
reader
find
it
hard
to
believe
that
Diamond
should
be
so
good
,
he
must
remember
that
he
had
been
to
the
back
of
the
north
wind
