A White Heron and Other Stories

So Sylvy knows all about birds, does she? he exclaimed, as he looked round at the little girl who sat, very demure but increasingly sleepy, in the moonlight. I am making a collection of birds myself. I have been at it ever since I was a boy. (Mrs. Tilley smiled.) There are two or three very rare ones I have been hunting for these five years. I mean to get them on my own ground if they can be found.