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reach him, he kept too high. . ."
Our friends in all haste ran up the numberless stairs between them and the daylight. Each of them hugged the birds which he had captured, never dreaming that every step which brought them nearer to the light was fatal to the poor things, so that, by the time they came to the top of the staircase, they were carrying nothing but dead birds. Light wasYou did not catch the one that is able to live in broad daylight ....we shall find him yet..."
"Of course, we shall find him," said Bread and Sugar, with one voice.
They were great boobies, both of them; but they wanted to console the boy. As for friend Tylô, he was so much put out that he forgot his dignity for a moment and, looking at the dead birds, exclaimed:
"Are they good to eat, I wonder?"
As he spoke, he held out the dear birds to her and saw, to his dismay, that they were nothing corpses' their poor little wings were broken and their heads drooped sadly from their necks! The boy, in his despair, turned to his companions. Alas, they too were hugging nothing but dead birds!
waiting for them anxiously: "Well, have you caught him?" she asked. "Yes, yes?" said Tyltyl. "Lots of them! There are thousands! Look!" Then Tyltyl threw himself sobbing into Light's arms. Once more, all his hopes were dashed to the ground. "Do not cry, my child," said Light. "