She learned
something interesting about it at once. It grabbed her by one leg.
"Startled into a panic, as all wild things are at the least suggestion
of restraint, she squawked and flapped into the air. The noose
tightened rebukingly and pulled her up short.
"For one astounded moment she settled back onto the scarecrow's head,
frightened into stillness. Then she tweaked savagely at the cord on
her leg, but, of course, could do nothing with it. As far as knots
were concerned, her education had been utterly neglected. At last she
sprang once more into the air, determined to have nothing more to do
with the treacherous scarecrow who had stuck that thing on her leg.
"Of course, she didn't fly far--just about six feet--and she was again
brought up with a jerk. And now she went quite wild. Squawking and
flapping and whirling round and round, she made an amazing exhibition
of herself. Her brother, in the top of the locust, stared down upon
her in astonished disapproval. And the brown rat, interested at last,
came creeping stealthily to the scarecrow's foot and looked up at her
performance with cruel, glinting eyes.
"Now, as you may well imagine, this performance was something which
even the imp, strong as she was, could not keep up very long.
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