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third glide, this time alighting in a rather different 
position and evidently having made sure of her 
mark, because, as we lay down not sixty yards from 
her, I saw her suddenly slip into a depression where 
she remained only while I could count ten, flying 
away immediately. Owen and I at once went up 
and found a Meadow Pipit’s nest containing the 
newly-laid Cuckoo’s egg, quite hot, and one egg 
of the fosterer. This egg bears so striking a re- 
semblance to several taken by Owen on the same 
ground in 1917 as to satisfy any one that they are 
the product of the same Cuckoo. 
