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The sharp relentless shrike that used to live by the copse moved up here, and from that very hornbeam perpetually darted across the road upon insects in the fern and furze opposite. Several thrushes reside in the orchard; swallows frequently twittered from the tops of the apple trees. As the grass is so safe from intrusion, one of the earliest buttercups flowers here.
A bird twittered, a breeze whispered in the branches; ever and ever the water kept its hushing note. But now someone was coming.
"Go away from your sister Lasse Frederik!" said his mother. "You are frightening her!" But things were quite different only a month later. There was no one who understood Young Lasse's doings better than sister. If he did but move his plump little body, or uttered a sound, she twittered like a starling. Ellen's frozen expression had disappeared; now that she had something to work at again.
Tarrant let it fall into his palm, and murmured, 'You have a beautiful hand. When, a moment after, he glanced at her, she seemed to be reading Helmholtz. The calm of the golden afternoon could not have been more profound. Birds twittered softly in the wood, and if a leaf rustled, it was only at the touch of wings. Earth breathed its many perfumes upon the slumberous air.
The women twittered. The music burst into a triumphant melody, and through the room there went a stir. Almost everyone in it moved simultaneously. One man raised his hand to his hood and settled it over his forehead. Another put his cigarette to his lips. Another picked up his coffeecup. A fourth, who was holding a flower, lifted it to his nose and smelt it. No one remained quite still.
They now seldom saw her, she was usually in the chapel; but they knew she was grateful for the food, and it had become all they could do for her in the hard struggle she was having. The trees were growing bare; the flowers were few and without scent; the birds did not sing any more, but were shy, and twittered and complained, while the swallows were restless, like those going a long journey.
In vain Norman tried to raise his voice he could not even whisper all he could do was to watch them with his aching eyes as they flitted to and fro. Oh! how he longed to get rid of them. Would they never go away? No; back they came, and twittered in the same mournful strain. "You killed our brother, you killed our friend; you know you did, naughty, naughty boy!"
He was very thin and light much thinner than the Mactavish babies and Jock's children. She marched up to Mr. Peters. "I'm putting Jimmy to bed, Mr. Peters. It's late and cold." Then she added, "May I?" "Plezh plezh my dear," he said, smiling foolishly. "Sweet of you dear little chap," twittered the little lady.
Well, the women of Alabama, to build a gun-boat, had raised two hundred thousand dollars, and "They will 'ave to raise mo'," twittered Madame Valcour, "if New Orleans fall'." "She will not fall," remarked Anna from the chair, and there was great applause, as great as lace mitts could make.
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