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THE STONE-CIIAT 



seeing again, on the morrow, the spectacle that they saw 

 the day before ; moving slowly in the same circle ot 

 pleasant, monotonous occupations. 



Suddenly, the stone-chat took a quicker, longer flight 

 towards the river; I could distinguish it like a black spot 

 on the surface of the blue water; then 1 lost sight of it and 

 remained alone on the green moor facing the sea, now ris- 

 ing with a murmur as soft and as low as a nurse's lullaby. 





