But I think you'd better let him drive you home now, for his mother don't like his having over much of the night air, and I promised not to take him farther than the square." "Come along then, Diamond," said his father, as he brought his cab up to the other, and moved off the box to the seat beside it.

Diamond jumped across, caught at the reins, said "Good-night, and thank you, Mr.
Stonecrop," and drove away home, feeling more of a man than he had ever yet had a chance of feeling in all his life.

Nor did his father find it necessary to give him a single hint as to his driving.

Only I suspect the fact that it was old Diamond, and old Diamond on his way to his stable, may have had something to do with young Diamond's success.
"Well, child," said his mother, when he entered the room, "you've not been long gone." "No, mother; here I am.

Give me the baby." "The baby's asleep," said his mother.
"Then give him to me, and I'll lay him down." But as Diamond took him, he woke up and began to laugh.