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Chapter III

           My,butit’safinenestandbeautiesofeggs.Willyoubekeepingaway,orwillIfirethisstickatyou?”

           Frecklesdroppedtothetrail.Thehendartedtothenestandsettledonitwithatender,coddlingmovement.Heoftheyellowcoatflewtotheedgetomakesurethateverythingwasright.Itwouldhavebeenplaintotheveriestnovicethattheywerepartnersinthatcradle.

           “Well,I’llbeswitched!”mutteredFreckles.“Ifthatain’tboththeirnest!Andhe’syellowandshe’sgreen,orshe’syellowandhe’sgreen.Ofcourse,Idon’tknow,andIhaven’tanywaytofindout,butit’splainasthenoseonyourfacethattheyarebothreadytobefightingforthatnest,so,ofcourse,theybelong.Doesn’tthatbeatyou?Say,that’swhat’sbeenstickingmeallofthisweekonthatgrassnestinthethorntreedowntheline.Onedayabluebirdissetting,soIthinkitishers.Thenextdayabrownbirdison,andIchaseitoffbecausethenestisblue’s.Nextdaythebrownbirdisonagain,andIletherbe,becauseIthinkitmustbehers.Nextday,begolly,blue’son,andoffIsendherbecauseit’sbrown’s;andnow,Ibetmyhat,it’sboththeirnestandI’veonlybeenbotheringthemandmakingabigfoolofmesilf.

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