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After
a
stray
job
or
two
by
the
way
,
they
drew
up
in
the
row
upon
the
stand
between
Cockspur
Street
and
Pall
Mall
.
They
waited
a
long
time
,
but
nobody
seemed
to
want
to
be
carried
anywhere
.
By
and
by
ladies
would
be
going
home
from
the
Academy
exhibition
,
and
then
there
would
be
a
chance
of
a
job
.
“
Though
,
to
be
sure
,
”
said
Diamond
’
s
father
—
with
what
truth
I
cannot
say
,
but
he
believed
what
he
said
—
“
some
ladies
is
very
hard
,
and
keeps
you
to
the
bare
sixpence
a
mile
,
when
every
one
knows
that
ain
’
t
enough
to
keep
a
family
and
a
cab
upon
.
To
be
sure
it
’
s
the
law
;
but
mayhap
they
may
get
more
law
than
they
like
some
day
themselves
.
”
As
it
was
very
hot
,
Diamond
’
s
father
got
down
to
have
a
glass
of
beer
himself
,
and
give
another
to
the
old
waterman
.
He
left
Diamond
on
the
box
.
A
sudden
noise
got
up
,
and
Diamond
looked
round
to
see
what
was
the
matter
.
There
was
a
crossing
near
the
cab
-
stand
,
where
a
girl
was
sweeping
.
Some
rough
young
imps
had
picked
a
quarrel
with
her
,
and
were
now
hauling
at
her
broom
to
get
it
away
from
her
.
But
as
they
did
not
pull
all
together
,
she
was
holding
it
against
them
,
scolding
and
entreating
alternately
.
Diamond
was
off
his
box
in
a
moment
,
and
running
to
the
help
of
the
girl
.
He
got
hold
of
the
broom
at
her
end
and
pulled
along
with
her
.
But
the
boys
proceeded
to
rougher
measures
,
and
one
of
them
hit
Diamond
on
the
nose
,
and
made
it
bleed
;
and
as
he
could
not
let
go
the
broom
to
mind
his
nose
,
he
was
soon
a
dreadful
figure
.
But
presently
his
father
came
back
,
and
missing
Diamond
,
looked
about
.
He
had
to
look
twice
,
however
,
before
he
could
be
sure
that
that
was
his
boy
in
the
middle
of
the
tumult
.
He
rushed
in
,
and
sent
the
assailants
flying
in
all
directions
.
The
girl
thanked
Diamond
,
and
began
sweeping
as
if
nothing
had
happened
,
while
his
father
led
him
away
.
With
the
help
of
old
Tom
,
the
waterman
,
he
was
soon
washed
into
decency
,
and
his
father
set
him
on
the
box
again
,
perfectly
satisfied
with
the
account
he
gave
of
the
cause
of
his
being
in
a
fray
.
“
I
couldn
’
t
let
them
behave
so
to
a
poor
girl
—
could
I
,
father
?
”
he
said
.
“
Certainly
not
,
Diamond
,
”
said
his
father
,
quite
pleased
,
for
Diamond
’
s
father
was
a
gentleman
.
A
moment
after
,
up
came
the
girl
,
running
,
with
her
broom
over
her
shoulder
,
and
calling
,
“
Cab
,
there
!
cab
!
”
