"We will," said Chubbins, promptly. "We can feed them out of our basket."
"Oh, yes," chimed in the girl. "We couldn't catch grubs for them, you know."
"It won't be necessary," observed the policeman, with a sly wink at the eagle. "They're too young yet to know grubs from grub."
| [CHAPTER XI] | The Orphans |
The eagle now bade them good-bye and flew away in search of prey, while the bluejay and the child-larks directed their flight toward that part of the great forest where they lived.
"Are you sure the men have gone?" asked Chubbins.
"Yes," replied the policeman; "they left the forest as soon as they had shot Jolly Joe, for the brown bear was so heavy that they had to carry him on a pole resting across their shoulders. I hope they won't come again very soon."
"Did they take Mrs. Hootaway with them?" asked Twinkle.
"Yes; she will probably be stuffed, poor thing!"