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"
Good-by
,
you
pretty
little
bird
,
"
she
said
.
"
Good-by
,
and
thank
you
for
your
sweet
songs
last
summer
,
when
the
trees
were
all
green
and
the
sun
shone
so
warmly
upon
us
.
"
She
laid
her
head
on
his
breast
,
and
it
startled
her
to
feel
a
soft
thump
,
as
if
something
were
beating
inside
.
This
was
the
bird
's
heart
.
He
was
not
dead
-
he
was
only
numb
with
cold
,
and
now
that
he
had
been
warmed
he
came
to
life
again
.
In
the
fall
,
all
swallows
fly
off
to
warm
countries
,
but
if
one
of
them
starts
too
late
he
gets
so
cold
that
he
drops
down
as
if
he
were
dead
,
and
lies
where
he
fell
.
And
then
the
cold
snow
covers
him
.
Thumbelina
was
so
frightened
that
she
trembled
,
for
the
bird
was
so
big
,
so
enormous
compared
to
her
own
inch
of
height
.
But
she
mustered
her
courage
,
tucked
the
cotton
wool
down
closer
around
the
poor
bird
,
brought
the
mint
leaf
that
covered
her
own
bed
,
and
spread
it
over
the
bird
's
head
.
The
following
night
she
tiptoed
out
to
him
again
.
He
was
alive
now
,
but
so
weak
that
he
could
barely
open
his
eyes
for
a
moment
to
look
at
Thumbelina
,
who
stood
beside
him
with
the
piece
of
touchwood
that
was
her
only
lantern
.
"
Thank
you
,
pretty
little
child
,
"
the
sick
swallow
said
.
"
I
have
been
wonderfully
warmed
.
Soon
I
shall
get
strong
once
more
,
and
be
able
to
fly
again
in
the
warm
sunshine
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
she
said
,
"
It
's
cold
outside
,
it
's
snowing
,
and
freezing
.
You
just
stay
in
your
warm
bed
and
I
'll
nurse
you
.
"
Then
she
brought
him
some
water
in
the
petal
of
a
flower
.
The
swallow
drank
,
and
told
her
how
he
had
hurt
one
of
his
wings
in
a
thorn
bush
,
and
for
that
reason
could
n't
fly
as
fast
as
the
other
swallows
when
they
flew
far
,
far
away
to
the
warm
countries
.
Finally
he
had
dropped
to
the
ground
.
That
was
all
he
remembered
,
and
he
had
no
idea
how
he
came
to
be
where
she
found
him
.
The
swallow
stayed
there
all
through
the
winter
,
and
Thumbelina
was
kind
to
him
and
tended
him
with
loving
care
.
She
did
n't
say
anything
about
this
to
the
field
mouse
or
to
the
mole
,
because
they
did
not
like
the
poor
unfortunate
swallow
.
