It seemed to him, at first, that the air was full of monstrous birds.
Actually, there were only three of them--Mr. and Mrs. Robin and a
neighbor of theirs. But to Sandy they looked six times as big as they
really were. _That_ was because they had caught him robbing the nest.
He was so startled that he dropped the eggs. They fell back into the
nest--all except one, which broke upon the ground beneath the tree.
"Robber!" Mrs. Robin screamed.
"Thief!" Mr. Robin roared.
"Villain!" their neighbor cried.
It is a wonder they didn't fly straight at Sandy and knock him off the
limb.
At first he was too frightened to say a word. But when he saw that he
wasn't hurt, Sandy looked down at the broken egg and said:
"What a pity!" He meant it, too. For he thought it was a shame to waste a
perfectly good egg like that, when he might have eaten it.
"You don't mean you're sorry, do you?" Mrs. Robin asked him.
"Certainly I am!" Sandy told her. "I was just counting your eggs. And
when you startled me, I dropped that one. I thought it must be a hawk,
you all made such a noise.
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