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“
Just
let
me
count
,
”
said
Diamond
.
And
he
took
his
hands
from
his
pockets
,
and
spreading
out
the
fingers
of
his
left
hand
,
began
to
count
,
beginning
at
the
thumb
.
“
There
’
s
mother
,
first
,
and
then
baby
,
and
then
me
.
Next
there
’
s
old
Diamond
—
and
the
cab
—
no
,
I
won
’
t
count
the
cab
,
for
it
never
looks
at
you
,
and
when
Diamond
’
s
out
of
the
shafts
,
it
’
s
nobody
.
Then
there
’
s
the
man
that
drinks
next
door
,
and
his
wife
,
and
his
baby
.
”
“
They
’
re
no
friends
of
mine
,
”
said
his
father
.
“
Well
,
they
’
re
friends
of
mine
,
”
said
Diamond
.
His
father
laughed
.
“
Much
good
they
’
ll
do
you
!
”
he
said
.
“
How
do
you
know
they
won
’
t
?
”
returned
Diamond
.
“
Well
,
go
on
,
”
said
his
father
.
“
Then
there
’
s
Jack
and
Mr
.
Stonecrop
,
and
,
deary
me
!
not
to
have
mentioned
Mr
.
Coleman
and
Mrs
.
Coleman
,
and
Miss
Coleman
,
and
Mrs
.
Crump
.
And
then
there
’
s
the
clergyman
that
spoke
to
me
in
the
garden
that
day
the
tree
was
blown
down
.
