"I'm little Bud," answered the tiny creature, smiling at them so sweetly it was impossible to help loving her at once.
"Where do you come from?" said the mother.
"I don't know."
"Are you a fairy?"
"No; for I have no wand."
"A new kind of bird?"
"I have no feathers or wings."
"A human child?"
"I think not; for I have no parents."
"Bless the dear! what can she be? and what shall we do with her?" cried both the birds, much amazed at this new child of theirs.