IX The Purple Bird-Of-Paradise

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"All I said was, 'You don't belong in an English garden; you ought to be in a milliner's window. That's all."

"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Cheapside. Don't you realize that this bird has come thousands of miles to see me-- only to be insulted by your impertinent tongue as soon as she reaches my garden? What do you mean by it?--If she had gone away again before I got back to-night I would never have forgiven you-- Leave the room."

Sheepishly, but still trying to look as though he didn't care, Cheapside hopped out into the passage and Dab-Dab closed the door.

The Doctor went up to the beautiful bird on the ink-stand and gently stroked its back. Instantly its head popped out from under its wing.