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., an eighth of an inch distance between
them, through whose simple medium
the music in the heart of a fourteen-year-id
girl had so attuned itself to a little of
the melody in the breast of the thrush
; to draw--actually draw--the hermit
himself forth on to a rock on the edge of
the thicket, looking eagerly, a trifle doubt-fully,
for the raw singer--the mate, who
had answered him.

"Romeo and Juliet!" laughed the
Guardian. "Such a dear little feathered
Romeo, with a beak lined with pure gold--and
a fairy oboe in his breast! Juliet--"
she lightly touched the brown-plumaged
maiden-"Juliet answering from her balcony,
this mound!"

"Only a parrot Juliet who can coin@
such shabby notes to answer him with!"@
breathed the girl, shyly nursing her whistle.
No doubt he's saying to himself:
Shucks! Where's that hermit--or
hermitess--'" merrily,"' with the frog in@
her throat, or the great, big worm?'"


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