"Hello!" said Davie, "was that you?"
Now, of course Davie had not expected the wren to answer him. But the bird turned her head on one side, and, looking up at Davie, [said]:
"Yes, of course it was me! Who else did you suppose it could be?"
"Oh yes!" said Davie, very much astonished. "Oh yes, of course! But I thought you only did it in the song!"
"Well," said the wren, "were not you singing the song, and am not I in the song, and what else could I do?"
"Yes, I suppose so," said Davie.
"Well, go, then," said the wren, "and don't bother me."
Davie felt very queer. He stopped a moment, but soon thought [that] he must do as he was bid, and he began[Page 569] to sing again: