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birds in this country who really could talk. There wasn’t all this mumbling and muttering and whispering. It wouldn’t have been tolerated for a moment. Not for a moment，Sir. Urnus，my trumpet please—”
A little Faun who had been standing quietly beside the Dwarf’s elbow all this time now handed him a silver eartrumpet. It was made like the musical instrument called a serpent，so that the tube curled right round the Dwarf’s neck. While he was getting it settled the Owl，Glimfeather，suddenly said to the children in a whisper：“My brain’s a bit clearer now. Don’t say anything about the lost Prince. I’ll explain later. It wouldn’t do，wouldn’t do， Tu-Whoo ！ Oh what a to-do ！”
“Now,”said the Dwarf，“if you have anything sensible to say，Master Glimfeather，try and say it. Take a deep breath and don’t attempt to speak too quickly.”
With help from the children，and in spite of a fit of coughing on the part of the Dwarf，Glimfeather explained that the strangers had been sent by Asla
