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thought, the old rook, the father rook, old Joseph was her name forhim, was a bird of a very trying and difficult disposition. He  was a disreputableold bird, with half his wing feathers missing. He was like someseedy old gentleman in a top hat she had seen playing the horn in frontof a public house.

"Look!" she said, laughing. They were actually fighting. Joseph andMary were fighting. Anyhow they all went up again, and the ai r wasshoved aside by their black wings and cut into exquisite scimitar shapes.