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In
the
course
of
the
day
one
man
did
try
to
cut
him
out
,
but
he
was
a
stranger
;
and
the
shout
the
rest
of
them
raised
let
him
see
it
would
not
do
,
and
made
him
so
far
ashamed
besides
,
that
he
went
away
crawling
.
Once
,
in
a
block
,
a
policeman
came
up
to
him
,
and
asked
him
for
his
number
.
Diamond
showed
him
his
father
’
s
badge
,
saying
with
a
smile
:
“
Father
’
s
ill
at
home
,
and
so
I
came
out
with
the
cab
.
There
’
s
no
fear
of
me
.
I
can
drive
.
Besides
,
the
old
horse
could
go
alone
.
”
“
Just
as
well
,
I
daresay
.
You
’
re
a
pair
of
’
em
.
But
you
are
a
rum
’
un
for
a
cabby
—
ain
’
t
you
now
?
”
said
the
policeman
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
as
I
ought
to
let
you
go
.
”
“
I
ain
’
t
done
nothing
,
”
said
Diamond
.
“
It
’
s
not
my
fault
I
’
m
no
bigger
.
I
’
m
big
enough
for
my
age
.
”
“
That
’
s
where
it
is
,
”
said
the
man
.
“
You
ain
’
t
fit
.
”
“
How
do
you
know
that
?
”
asked
Diamond
,
with
his
usual
smile
,
and
turning
his
head
like
a
little
bird
.
“
Why
,
how
are
you
to
get
out
of
this
ruck
now
,
when
it
begins
to
move
?
”
“
Just
you
get
up
on
the
box
,
”
said
Diamond
,
“
and
I
’
ll
show
you
.
There
,
that
van
’
s
a
-
moving
now
.
Jump
up
.
”
The
policeman
did
as
Diamond
told
him
,
and
was
soon
satisfied
that
the
little
fellow
could
drive
.
