She could not think out all that suggested itself to her mind, could not resolve what to do.
One only desire filled her mind: 'That I were dead! Oh, that I were dead!'
IN A MOMENT SHE WAS IN HIS ARMS, AND THE CAGE AND THE BIRDS HAD FALLEN.
Then she thrilled through every nerve, as she heard a voice say: 'Here they are.'
Before her stood Jack with a little wicker-work cage in his hand, and in it two choughs.
She saw them not, nor the cage, only Jack. She sprang to her feet with a cry, and in a moment was in his arms, and the cage and birds had fallen.
Not a word was spoken.