more than the one answering note of
passion.

No wonder the Thunder Bird's nose
was out of joint.

Earth has a magic all her own.

But was it ventriloquism at large? Had
the hermit power to throw his melody
right into the center of the ring of girls--so
to answer himself?

It was the visitors' turn now for a stupendous
sensation.

Almost as airy and flute-like, though
not as liquidly sweet and soaring, were bird-notes
which answered back from within
the very halo of Pemrose herself; and
she turned, with her heart in her throat,
to see who--who had the thrush in her
pocket.

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