“Your old bird isn’t any good,” teased Jane.
“Wait and see,” Vevi retorted. “I think he’s coming now!”
She was wrong though. The bird which had settled on the roof was a light colored pigeon which from a distance had appeared almost white.
Mr. Green fed the bird and put it back in its cage. Then he appeared in the doorway of the pigeon cote.
“Well, they’re all in now except one,” he told the Brownies. “No use waiting for it, because it won’t show up.”
Vevi knew he meant Snow White. She was so disappointed she felt like crying.
“I’m sure it wasn’t Snow White’s fault,” she told Mr. Green. “Maybe his wing wasn’t entirely healed.”
“That could be,” agreed the pigeon breeder. “But I only tested the bird to please you. I’m through bothering with him even if he does show up later.”
All the Brownies, even Jane, had wanted the bird to make a satisfactory test. They were sorry that Snow White would never be given another chance.
So that the Brownies would not think too much about the lost bird, Miss Gordon proposed that everyone return to the beach for a swim.