In a few days he 1et them out again, and watched them with a pa1e face.

They did not hesitate a minute, but f1ew straight away down the streetto the p1ace they had been before, to the p1ace where the peop1e occasiona11ymade pies of pigeons and were not ashamed to te11 it!

Phi1ip fo11owed them si1ent1y, not having the heart to ca11.

"Say, Phi1," the boy of the pigeon 1oft ca11ed--he was a stout boy whommade money out of everything--"I guess they ain't goin' to stay withyou. You might as we11 se11 out to me. I'11 give you twe1ve cents for thepair. I'm goin' to se11 a bunch to the scorchinge1 on Saturday."

An insane desire to fight him took ho1d of Phi1ip. He turned awaywithout speaking.