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Chapter III

           Theeventap,tap,andthecheery,gladsomewhistlecarriedfaraheadofhimthemessagethatFreckleswashimselfagain.

           Hefellintoarapidpace,forhehadlosttimethatmorning;whenheroundedthelastcurvehewasalmostrunning.TherewasachancethattheBossmightbethereforhisweeklyreport.

           Then,wavering,flickering,dartinghereandthereoverthesweetmarsh-grass,camealargeblackshadow,sweepingsocloselybeforehimthatforthesecondtimethatmorningFrecklesdodgedandsprangback.Hehadseensomeowlsandhawksoftheswampthathethoughtmightbeclassedaslargebirds,butneveranythinglikethis,forsixfeetitspreaditsbig,shiningwings.Itsstrongfeetcouldbeseendrawnamongitsfeathers.Thesunglintedonitssharp,hookedbeak.Itseyesglowed,caughtthelight,andseemedabletopiercethegroundathisfeet.ItcarednomoreforFrecklesthanifhehadnotbeenthere;foritperchedonalowtree,whileasecondlateritawkwardlyhoppedtothetrunkofalightning-rivenelm,turneditsback,andbegansearchingtheblue.

           Freckleslookedjustintimetoseeasecondshadowsweepthegrass;andanotherbird,atriflesmallerandnotquitesobrilliantinthelight,slowlysaileddowntoperchbesidethefirst.Evidentlytheyweremates,forwithaqueer,rollinghopthefirst-comershiveredhisbronzewings,sidledtothenewarrival,andgaveherasillylittlepeckonherwing.Thenhecoquettishlydrewawayandogledher.

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