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rection to make sure．But presently the air became full of voices-voices which took up same song that the Lady and her Father were singing，but in far wilder tones and in a language which no one knew And soon after that the owners of these voices could be seen．They were birds，large and white，and they came hundreds and thousands and alighted on everything；the grass， and the pavement，on the table，on your shoulders，your hands， and your head，till it looked as heavy snow had fallen．For， like snow，they not only make everything white but blurred and blunted all shapes．But Lucy，looking out from between the wings of the birds that covered her，saw one bird fly to the Old Man with something in its beak that looked like a little fruit，unless it was a little live coal，which it might have been，for it was too bright to look at．And the bird laid it in the Old Man’s mouth．
Then the birds stopped their singing and appeared to be very busy about the table．When they rose from it again everything on t
