16/21 Little boy, little boy, be careful or you'll let the bird out,' she called hastily. While the girls had been talking the small boy who was with them had been entertaining himself by slightly opening my cage door and letting it spring back to its fastening. 'He's out.' "'Mercy on us! Oh, dear!' screamed the girls as I made a dash through the opening, and flew to the top of a picture frame. 'Johnny, Johnny, your redbird's out,' they called. Boys and girls ran hither and thither, tumbling over each other, and over the chairs and stools, and all talking and screaming at once. |