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Prosper le Gai--all Morgraunt before him--rose fro before the Abbot could get alone

with Do for his breakfast He had, indeed, seen

the dawn coht the first shiver of the trees, the first

tentative chirp of the birds, watched the slow filling of the shadowy

pools and creeks with the grey tide of light Froled, out of the shade into the dark, thence into what see; or ever the sun kissed

the tree-tops he was hungry He ithin Morgraunt now, though

only, as it reen robe; the adventurous

place opened slowly to hireat epic whose rees not to be ht in the place where he hen he heard the battling of

birds' wings, the screary purr of

another, or of others He peered through the bush as the sound

swelled Presently he sahite bird co, two hen-harriers in close pursuit They were over her, upon her,

there was a wrangle of wings--brown and white--even while he watched;

then the white got clear again, and he could see that she bled in the

breast The sound of her screaely He juled birds and cuffed the tks off; but seeing that they