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and longer excursions into the surrounding fields 

 and vineyards, and did not always i-eturn. On such 

 occasions we would go to find him and fetch him 

 back. 



Late one rainy afternoon he flew away into the 

 vineyard, and when, an hour later, I went after 

 him, he could not be found, and we never saw him 

 again. We hoped hunger would soon drive him 

 back, but we have had no clew to him from that 

 day to this. 



