He goes on forever, till some other supplants him." "You say he comes from the sun," Felix put in, devoured with curiosity.
"And he speaks the bird language?
What do you mean by that?
Does he speak like the Queen of the Clouds and myself when we talk together ?" "Oh, dear, no," the Shadow answered, in a very confident tone.

"He doesn't speak the least bit in the world like that.

He speaks shriller and higher, and still more bird-like.

It is chatter, chatter, chatter, like the parrots in a tree; tirra, tirra, tirra; tarra, tarra, tarra; la, la, la; lo, lo, lo; lu, lu, lu; li la.

And he sings to himself all the time.