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whither he wished; but Corbie stayed with the folk who 

 had adopted him. A thousand wild crows might come 

 and go, calling in their flight, but Corbie, though free, 

 chose for his comrades the Brown-eyed Boy and the 

 Blue-eyed Girl. 



I thought all along it would be so if they were good to 

 him; and that is why I said, the day he was kidnaped, 

 that you need not be sorry for Corbie — not very. 



