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looked  at  it.  And when  it  began  to  grow  dark,
                                  these two  took  the  little  bird  out  of  his  cage  and

                                  picked  out  his  tail  and  wing-feathers,  the  bird
                                 screaming  and  struggling  all  the  time,  and  then

                                  they  put  him  back  into  the  cage.  And  it  was
                                  just  as  much  afraid  of  Eva  as  it was of  the  jack­

                                  daw and  the Frog,

                                    There was  neither  sun nor moon in this place,—
                                  as in  the  forest,  when  the  moon  was  gone,  all  the
                                  light  seemed  to  come  from the  earth.      And  every

                                  morning  Eva  noticed  that  the  tail  and  wing-

                                  feathers  of  the  little  green  bird  had  grown  again,
                                  though every  evening  either  the  Frog  or  the jack­
                                  daw pulled  them  out.

                                    I  said  that  when  Eva was  told  of  the work  she

                                  would  have  to  do  she  thought  it  was  very queer
                                  work.     Every  morning,  when  the  light  drove
                                  away the  darkness,  she was  to  wipe  off  and  dust

                                  the  tops  of  the  toadstools  on  which  the  frogs sat,

                                  and  she thought  it would  be  very easy  to  do.  So
                                  she  tried  to  do  it,  and  the  jackdaw  stood  on  one

                                  foot and  cawed at her all the time,— and  the more
                                  she  rubbed  and  wiped  the  top  of  the  toad  stool

                                  post  the dirtier  it became,—and  she was  nearly  in
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