“I say!” observed the parrot to Jack, “I know all about it now. You’ve got some of my people in your pockets—not of my own tribe, but fairies.”
By this Jack was sure that the parrot really was a fairy himself, and he listened to what he had to say the more attentively.
CHAPTER V
THE PARROT IN HIS SHAWL
“That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my mother give:
She was a charmer, and could almost read
The thoughts of people.”—Othello.
“That gipsy woman who is coming with her cart,” said the parrot, “is a fairy too, and very malicious. It was she and others of her tribe who caught us and put us into these cages, for they are more powerful than we. Mind you do not let her allure you into the woods, nor wheedle you or frighten you into giving her any of those fairies.”