I thought my father took care of you.

I will ask him about it.

I think he must have forgotten." "Dear boy!" said his mother, "your father's the best man in the world." "So I thought!" returned Diamond with triumph.

"I was sure of it!--Well, doesn't he take very good care of you ?" "Yes, yes, he does," answered his mother, bursting into tears.

"But who's to take care of him?
And how is he to take care of us if he's got nothing to eat himself ?" "Oh dear!" said Diamond with a gasp; "hasn't he got anything to eat?
Oh! I must go home to him." "No, no, child.