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 and licking his paws. But Loretta stayed where she was a little, holding her head side wise in the attitude of a listener.

“Lora,” she murmured presently, her voice inquiring, “Lora, Lora.”

Then, slowly and clumsily, she made her way to the base of the perch, and with beak and talons climbed it.