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Perhaps the most interesting and entertaining of all the birds of the island is that commonly known as the weaver or friendly bird, otherwise the metallic starling, the shining calornis of the ornithologist, the "Tee-algon" of the blacks. Throughout the coastal tract of North Queensland this bird is fairly familiar.

Madame, so far as I know, has said nothing. But Starling has told us that yours was a marriage of form only, that the woman consented under stress, and now" "And now regretted it?" "I am only quoting Starling. Monsieur, would you like to see your wife?" I rose. "Yes. Will you send word and see if I may?" Dubisson bowed and left me with a speed that gave me a wry smile.

"Lord Starling is probably alive. If he is, he is searching for you. Have you thought of that?" "But the wilderness, the terrible leagues of wilderness! He could not track me, monsieur." "When there is money and influence, even the wilderness has messengers. He was close to the person of James. Is he a Catholic?" "He professed it, monsieur." I shook my head. "You are very bitter. You need not be.

"That is," cried Denys impatiently, "will you believe what a jackdaw in a long gown has heard from a starling in a long gown, who heard it from a jay-pie, who heard it from a magpie, who heard it from a popinjay; or will you believe what I, a man with nought to gain by looking awry, nor speaking false, have seen; nor heard with the ears which are given us to gull us, but seen with these sentinels mine eye, seen, seen; to wit, that fevered and blooded men die, that fevered men not blooded live? stay, who sent for this sang-sue?

Starling!" with a hilarious tinkle of a laugh, "you know that appallingly gorgeous house of Cherry Cheston's in Palace Garden did she ever tell you that it was the result of a 'tip' a queer Chicago man managed for her? He liked her. He used to call her 'Cherry Ripe' when they were alone. He was big and red and half boyish sentimental and half blustering.

Come, Monsieur Starling, let us go back to camp." Again she put her hands to her throat. "You mean that?" I took the bundle in my arm. "It is the only way. Come, monsieur." "I cannot." "I think that you must." "And can we go on as before?" I shrugged my shoulders. "We can try. Come, Monsieur Starling, the men are growling, for you should have made the fire.

I am afraid that he and Rosario have had words." She turned her head as she passed, and smiled very slightly. "I have no concern," she said, "in the quarrel between Mr. Starling and Mr. Rosario. As for the others Mr. Chetwode and I are quite ready for bridge now. We are going in to do our duty."

Do you think there is anything in the world to do? or is it all done up, in the world you have got into?" Diana began clearing away the relics of the trout supper, in silence and with all haste. "That ain't all," said Mrs. Starling. "The house don't stand still for nobody, nor the world, nor things generally.

"I guess we'd most given you up," said the mistress of the house, coming out of her corner now. "I don't know what reason you had to expect me! Nobody asked me to come." "We're real glad to see you. Take a chair," said Mrs. Starling, setting one for his acceptance as she spoke. "Mr. Hardenburgh allays used to come to our little meetin's," said Mrs. Mansfield. "Thank you!

There had been fresh rain in the night: the garden was radiant; the smell of the wet earth was sweeter than all perfumes that are burned in palaces. The dripping rosebuds nodded against her hair as she went out; the starling called to her, "Bébée, Bébée bonjour, bonjour." These were all the words it knew. It said the same words a thousand times a week.