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"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.
"Well," he said, as he got down again, "I don't know as I should
be right to interfere. Good luck to you, my little man!"
"Thank you, sir," said Diamond, and drove away.
In a few minutes a gentleman hailed him.
"Are you the driver of this cab?" he asked.
"Yes, sir" said Diamond, showing his badge, of which, he was proud.
"You're the youngest cabman I ever saw. How am I to know you won't
break all my bones?"
"I would rather break all my own," said Diamond. "But if you're afraid,
never mind me; I shall soon get another fare."
"I'll risk it," said the gentleman; and, opening the door himself,
he jumped in.
He was going a good distance, and soon found that Diamond got him
over the ground well. Now when Diamond had only to go straight ahead,
and had not to mind so much what he was about, his thoughts always
turned to the riddle Mr. Raymond had set him; and this gentleman
looked so clever that he fancied he must be able to read it for him.
He had given up all hope of finding it out for himself, and he could
not plague his father about it when he was ill. He had thought
of the answer himself, but fancied it could not be the right one,
for to see how it all fitted required some knowledge of physiology.
So, when he reached the end of his journey, he got down very quickly,
and with his head just looking in at the window, said, as the gentleman
gathered his gloves and newspapers:
"Please, sir, can you tell me the meaning of a riddle?"
"You must tell me the riddle first," answered the gentleman, amused.
Diamond repeated the riddle.
"Oh! that's easy enough," he returned. "It's a tree."
"Well, it ain't got no mouth, sure enough; but how then does it
eat all day long?"
"It sucks in its food through the tiniest holes in its leaves,"
he answered. "Its breath is its food. And it can't do it except
in the daylight."
"Thank you, sir, thank you," returned Diamond. "I'm sorry I
couldn't find it out myself; Mr. Raymond would have been better
pleased with me."
"But you needn't tell him any one told you."
Diamond gave him a stare which came from the very back of the
north wind, where that kind of thing is unknown.
"That would be cheating," he said at last.
"Ain't you a cabby, then?"
"Cabbies don't cheat."
"Don't they? I am of a different opinion."
"I'm sure my father don't."
"What's your fare, young innocent?"
"Well, I think the distance is a good deal over three miles--
that's two shillings. Only father says sixpence a mile is too little,
though we can't ask for more."
"You're a deep one. But I think you're wrong. It's over four miles--
not much, but it is."
"Then that's half-a-crown," said Diamond.
"Well, here's three shillings. Will that do?"
"Thank you kindly, sir. I'll tell my father how good you were to me--
first to tell me my riddle, then to put me right about the distance,
and then to give me sixpence over. It'll help father to get well again,
it will."
"I hope it may, my man. I shouldn't wonder if you're as good
as you look, after all."
As Diamond returned, he drew up at a stand he had never been on before:
it was time to give Diamond his bag of chopped beans and oats.
The men got about him, and began to chaff him. He took it all
good-humouredly, until one of them, who was an ill-conditioned fellow,
began to tease old Diamond by poking him roughly in the ribs,
and making general game of him. That he could not bear, and the
tears came in his eyes. He undid the nose-bag, put it in the boot,
and was just going to mount and drive away, when the fellow interfered,
and would not let him get up. Diamond endeavoured to persuade him,
and was very civil, but he would have his fun out of him,
as he said. In a few minutes a group of idle boys had assembled,
and Diamond found himself in a very uncomfortable position.
Another cab drew up at the stand, and the driver got off and approached
the assemblage.
"What's up here?" he asked, and Diamond knew the voice. It was
that of the drunken cabman.
"Do you see this young oyster? He pretends to drive a cab,"
said his enemy.
"Yes, I do see him. And I sees you too. You'd better leave him alone.
He ain't no oyster. He's a angel come down on his own business.
You be off, or I'll be nearer you than quite agreeable."
The drunken cabman was a tall, stout man, who did not look one
to take liberties with.
"Oh! if he's a friend of yours," said the other, drawing back.
Diamond got out the nose-bag again. Old Diamond should have his
feed out now.
"Yes, he is a friend o' mine. One o' the best I ever had.
It's a pity he ain't a friend o' yourn. You'd be the better for it,
but it ain't no fault of hisn."
When Diamond went home at night, he carried with him one pound
one shilling and sixpence, besides a few coppers extra, which had
followed some of the fares.
His mother had got very anxious indeed--so much so that she
was almost afraid, when she did hear the sound of his cab, to go
and look, lest she should be yet again disappointed, and should
break down before her husband. But there was the old horse,
and there was the cab all right, and there was Diamond in the box,
his pale face looking triumphant as a full moon in the twilight.
When he drew up at the stable-door, Jack came out, and after a good
many friendly questions and congratulations, said:
"You go in to your mother, Diamond. I'll put up the old 'oss.
I'll take care on him. He do deserve some small attention,
he do."
"Thank you, Jack," said Diamond, and bounded into the house,
and into the arms of his mother, who was waiting him at the top
of the stair.
The poor, anxious woman led him into his own room, sat down on his bed,
took him on her lap as if he had been a baby, and cried.
"How's father?" asked Diamond, almost afraid to ask.
"Better, my child," she answered, "but uneasy about you, my dear."
"Didn't you tell him I was the early bird gone out to catch the worm?"
"That was what put it in your head, was it, you monkey?"
said his mother, beginning to get better.
"That or something else," answered Diamond, so very quietly
that his mother held his head back and stared in his face.
"Well! of all the children!" she said, and said no more.
"And here's my worm," resumed Diamond.
But to see her face as he poured the shillings and sixpences
and pence into her lap! She burst out crying a second time,
and ran with the money to her husband.
And how pleased he was! It did him no end of good. But while he
was counting the coins, Diamond turned to baby, who was lying awake
in his cradle, sucking his precious thumb, and took him up, saying:
"Baby, baby! I haven't seen you for a whole year."
And then he began to sing to him as usual. And what he sang was this,
for he was too happy either to make a song of his own or to sing sense.
It was one out of Mr. Raymond's book.
THE TRUE STORY OF THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE
Hey, diddle, diddle!
The cat and the fiddle!
He played such a merry tune,
That the cow went mad
With the pleasure she had,
And jumped right over the moon.
But then, don't you see?
Before that could be,
The moon had come down and listened.
The little dog hearkened,
So loud that he barkened,
"There's nothing like it, there isn't."
Hey, diddle, diddle!
Went the cat and the fiddle,
Hey diddle, diddle, dee, dee!
The dog laughed at the sport
Till his cough cut him short,
It was hey diddle, diddle, oh me!
And back came the cow
With a merry, merry low,
For she'd humbled the man in the moon.
The dish got excited,
The spoon was delighted,
And the dish waltzed away with the spoon.
But the man in the moon,
Coming back too soon
From the famous town of Norwich,
Caught up the dish,
Said, "It's just what I wish
To hold my cold plum-porridge!"
Gave the cow a rat-tat,
Flung water on the cat,
And sent him away like a rocket.
Said, "O Moon there you are!"
Got into her car,
And went off with the spoon in his pocket
Hey ho! diddle, diddle!
The wet cat and wet fiddle,
They made such a caterwauling,
That the cow in a fright
Stood bolt upright
Bellowing now, and bawling;
And the dog on his tail,
Stretched his neck with a wail.
But "Ho! ho!" said the man in the moon --
"No more in the South
Shall I burn my mouth,
For I've found a dish and a spoon."
CHAPTER XXV
DIAMOND'S DREAM
"THERE, baby!" said Diamond; "I'm so happy that I can only
sing nonsense. Oh, father, think if you had been a poor man,
and hadn't had a cab and old Diamond! What should I have done?"
"I don't know indeed what you could have done," said his father
from the bed.
"We should have all starved, my precious Diamond," said his mother,
whose pride in her boy was even greater than her joy in the shillings.
Both of them together made her heart ache, for pleasure can do that
as well as pain.
"Oh no! we shouldn't," said Diamond. "I could have taken Nanny's
crossing till she came back; and then the money, instead of going
for Old Sal's gin, would have gone for father's beef-tea. I wonder
what Nanny will do when she gets well again. Somebody else
will be sure to have taken the crossing by that time. I wonder
if she will fight for it, and whether I shall have to help her.
I won't bother my head about that. Time enough yet! Hey diddle!
"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.
"Well," he said, as he got down again, "I don't know as I should
be right to interfere. Good luck to you, my little man!"
"Thank you, sir," said Diamond, and drove away.
In a few minutes a gentleman hailed him.
"Are you the driver of this cab?" he asked.
"Yes, sir" said Diamond, showing his badge, of which, he was proud.
"You're the youngest cabman I ever saw. How am I to know you won't
break all my bones?"
"I would rather break all my own," said Diamond. "But if you're afraid,
never mind me; I shall soon get another fare."
"I'll risk it," said the gentleman; and, opening the door himself,
he jumped in.
He was going a good distance, and soon found that Diamond got him
over the ground well. Now when Diamond had only to go straight ahead,
and had not to mind so much what he was about, his thoughts always
turned to the riddle Mr. Raymond had set him; and this gentleman
looked so clever that he fancied he must be able to read it for him.
He had given up all hope of finding it out for himself, and he could
not plague his father about it when he was ill. He had thought
of the answer himself, but fancied it could not be the right one,
for to see how it all fitted required some knowledge of physiology.
So, when he reached the end of his journey, he got down very quickly,
and with his head just looking in at the window, said, as the gentleman
gathered his gloves and newspapers:
"Please, sir, can you tell me the meaning of a riddle?"
"You must tell me the riddle first," answered the gentleman, amused.
Diamond repeated the riddle.
"Oh! that's easy enough," he returned. "It's a tree."
"Well, it ain't got no mouth, sure enough; but how then does it
eat all day long?"
"It sucks in its food through the tiniest holes in its leaves,"
he answered. "Its breath is its food. And it can't do it except
in the daylight."
"Thank you, sir, thank you," returned Diamond. "I'm sorry I
couldn't find it out myself; Mr. Raymond would have been better
pleased with me."
"But you needn't tell him any one told you."
Diamond gave him a stare which came from the very back of the
north wind, where that kind of thing is unknown.
"That would be cheating," he said at last.
"Ain't you a cabby, then?"
"Cabbies don't cheat."
"Don't they? I am of a different opinion."
"I'm sure my father don't."
"What's your fare, young innocent?"
"Well, I think the distance is a good deal over three miles--
that's two shillings. Only father says sixpence a mile is too little,
though we can't ask for more."
"You're a deep one. But I think you're wrong. It's over four miles--
not much, but it is."
"Then that's half-a-crown," said Diamond.
"Well, here's three shillings. Will that do?"
"Thank you kindly, sir. I'll tell my father how good you were to me--
first to tell me my riddle, then to put me right about the distance,
and then to give me sixpence over. It'll help father to get well again,
it will."
"I hope it may, my man. I shouldn't wonder if you're as good
as you look, after all."
As Diamond returned, he drew up at a stand he had never been on before:
it was time to give Diamond his bag of chopped beans and oats.
The men got about him, and began to chaff him. He took it all
good-humouredly, until one of them, who was an ill-conditioned fellow,
began to tease old Diamond by poking him roughly in the ribs,
and making general game of him. That he could not bear, and the
tears came in his eyes. He undid the nose-bag, put it in the boot,
and was just going to mount and drive away, when the fellow interfered,
and would not let him get up. Diamond endeavoured to persuade him,
and was very civil, but he would have his fun out of him,
as he said. In a few minutes a group of idle boys had assembled,
and Diamond found himself in a very uncomfortable position.
Another cab drew up at the stand, and the driver got off and approached
the assemblage.
"What's up here?" he asked, and Diamond knew the voice. It was
that of the drunken cabman.
"Do you see this young oyster? He pretends to drive a cab,"
said his enemy.
"Yes, I do see him. And I sees you too. You'd better leave him alone.
He ain't no oyster. He's a angel come down on his own business.
You be off, or I'll be nearer you than quite agreeable."
The drunken cabman was a tall, stout man, who did not look one
to take liberties with.
"Oh! if he's a friend of yours," said the other, drawing back.
Diamond got out the nose-bag again. Old Diamond should have his
feed out now.
"Yes, he is a friend o' mine. One o' the best I ever had.
It's a pity he ain't a friend o' yourn. You'd be the better for it,
but it ain't no fault of hisn."
When Diamond went home at night, he carried with him one pound
one shilling and sixpence, besides a few coppers extra, which had
followed some of the fares.
His mother had got very anxious indeed--so much so that she
was almost afraid, when she did hear the sound of his cab, to go
and look, lest she should be yet again disappointed, and should
break down before her husband. But there was the old horse,
and there was the cab all right, and there was Diamond in the box,
his pale face looking triumphant as a full moon in the twilight.
When he drew up at the stable-door, Jack came out, and after a good
many friendly questions and congratulations, said:
"You go in to your mother, Diamond. I'll put up the old 'oss.
I'll take care on him. He do deserve some small attention,
he do."
"Thank you, Jack," said Diamond, and bounded into the house,
and into the arms of his mother, who was waiting him at the top
of the stair.
The poor, anxious woman led him into his own room, sat down on his bed,
took him on her lap as if he had been a baby, and cried.
"How's father?" asked Diamond, almost afraid to ask.
"Better, my child," she answered, "but uneasy about you, my dear."
"Didn't you tell him I was the early bird gone out to catch the worm?"
"That was what put it in your head, was it, you monkey?"
said his mother, beginning to get better.
"That or something else," answered Diamond, so very quietly
that his mother held his head back and stared in his face.
"Well! of all the children!" she said, and said no more.
"And here's my worm," resumed Diamond.
But to see her face as he poured the shillings and sixpences
and pence into her lap! She burst out crying a second time,
and ran with the money to her husband.
And how pleased he was! It did him no end of good. But while he
was counting the coins, Diamond turned to baby, who was lying awake
in his cradle, sucking his precious thumb, and took him up, saying:
"Baby, baby! I haven't seen you for a whole year."
And then he began to sing to him as usual. And what he sang was this,
for he was too happy either to make a song of his own or to sing sense.
It was one out of Mr. Raymond's book.
THE TRUE STORY OF THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE
Hey, diddle, diddle!
The cat and the fiddle!
He played such a merry tune,
That the cow went mad
With the pleasure she had,
And jumped right over the moon.
But then, don't you see?
Before that could be,
The moon had come down and listened.
The little dog hearkened,
So loud that he barkened,
"There's nothing like it, there isn't."
Hey, diddle, diddle!
Went the cat and the fiddle,
Hey diddle, diddle, dee, dee!
The dog laughed at the sport
Till his cough cut him short,
It was hey diddle, diddle, oh me!
And back came the cow
With a merry, merry low,
For she'd humbled the man in the moon.
The dish got excited,
The spoon was delighted,
And the dish waltzed away with the spoon.
But the man in the moon,
Coming back too soon
From the famous town of Norwich,
Caught up the dish,
Said, "It's just what I wish
To hold my cold plum-porridge!"
Gave the cow a rat-tat,
Flung water on the cat,
And sent him away like a rocket.
Said, "O Moon there you are!"
Got into her car,
And went off with the spoon in his pocket
Hey ho! diddle, diddle!
The wet cat and wet fiddle,
They made such a caterwauling,
That the cow in a fright
Stood bolt upright
Bellowing now, and bawling;
And the dog on his tail,
Stretched his neck with a wail.
But "Ho! ho!" said the man in the moon --
"No more in the South
Shall I burn my mouth,
For I've found a dish and a spoon."
CHAPTER XXV
DIAMOND'S DREAM
"THERE, baby!" said Diamond; "I'm so happy that I can only
sing nonsense. Oh, father, think if you had been a poor man,
and hadn't had a cab and old Diamond! What should I have done?"
"I don't know indeed what you could have done," said his father
from the bed.
"We should have all starved, my precious Diamond," said his mother,
whose pride in her boy was even greater than her joy in the shillings.
Both of them together made her heart ache, for pleasure can do that
as well as pain.
"Oh no! we shouldn't," said Diamond. "I could have taken Nanny's
crossing till she came back; and then the money, instead of going
for Old Sal's gin, would have gone for father's beef-tea. I wonder
what Nanny will do when she gets well again. Somebody else
will be sure to have taken the crossing by that time. I wonder
if she will fight for it, and whether I shall have to help her.
I won't bother my head about that. Time enough yet! Hey diddle!
- policeman [pə´li:smən]
n.警察 (初中英语单词) - interfere [,intə´fiə] vi.干涉；妨碍；打扰 (初中英语单词)
- opening [´əupəniŋ] n.开放；开端 a.开始的 (初中英语单词)
- breath [breθ] n.呼吸；气息 (初中英语单词)
- persuade [pə´sweid] v.(被)说服；使相信 (初中英语单词)
- drunken [´drʌŋkən] a.喝醉的；常醉的 (初中英语单词)
- oyster [´ɔistə] n.牡蛎 (初中英语单词)
- anxious [´æŋkʃəs] a.担忧的；渴望的 (初中英语单词)
- deserve [di´zə:v] v.应受；值得 (初中英语单词)
- waiting [´weitiŋ] n.等候；伺候 (初中英语单词)
- beginning [bi´giniŋ] n.开始，开端；起源 (初中英语单词)
- cradle [´kreidl] n.摇篮；发源地 (初中英语单词)
- bother [´bɔðə] v.打扰 n.麻烦(事) (初中英语单词)
- riddle [´ridl] n.谜(语) v.解(谜等) (高中英语单词)
- finding [´faindiŋ] n.发现物；判断；结果 (高中英语单词)
- plague [pleig] n.瘟疫 vt.使...染疫 (高中英语单词)
- repeated [ri´pi:tid] a.反复的；重复的 (高中英语单词)
- roughly [´rʌfli] ad.粗糙地；毛糙地 (高中英语单词)
- uncomfortable [ʌn´kʌmftəbəl] a.不舒服的，不自在的 (高中英语单词)
- shilling [´ʃiliŋ] n.先令 (高中英语单词)
- uneasy [ʌn´i:zi] a.不安的；不自在的 (高中英语单词)
- nonsense [´nɔnsəns] n.胡说 int.胡说!废话 (高中英语单词)
- sixpence [´sikspəns] n.六便士(硬币) (英语四级单词)
- drawing [´drɔ:iŋ] n.画图；制图；图样 (英语四级单词)
- triumphant [trai´ʌmfənt] a.胜利的；洋洋得意的 (英语四级单词)
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