206 | THE NIGHTINGALE.

 

 

 

The Courtiers find the Nightingale.

“ Glorious!” said the Chinese Court preacher. ‘‘ Now I hear
it—it sounds just like little church bells.”

“No, those are frogs,” said the little kitchenmaid. ‘“ But now
I think we shall soon hear it.”

And then the Nightingale began to sing.

“That is it!” exclaimed the little girl. “ Listen, listen! and
yonder it sits.”

And she pointed to a little grey bird up in the boughs.

“Ts it possible?” cried the cavalier. ‘I should never have
thought it looked like that! How simple it looks! It must cer-
tainly have lost its colour at seeing such grand people around.”