"I think it will be well for us to follow his advice," said Judge Bullfinch, after a pause. "The bluejay is an able bird, and has had much experience. Besides, we have ever found him just and honorable since the time we made him our policeman, so I feel that we may depend upon him in this emergency."
"Why, it is all we can do," replied a robin; and this remark was so true that the birds quietly dispersed and returned to their nests to await the important meeting the next morning.
| [CHAPTER XX] | The Battle |
Twinkle and Chubbins flew slowly home to their nests in the maple tree, pausing to ask every bird they met where tingle-berries grew. But none of them could tell.
"I'm sorry we did not ask Policeman Bluejay," said Chubbins.
"I intended to ask him, but we hadn't time," replied Twinkle. "But he will be back to-morrow morning."
"I wonder what he's going to do," remarked the boy.
"Don't know, Chub; but it'll be the right thing, whatever it is. You may be sure of that."