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"As soon as we were closeted together, the chairbird bowed again and beckoned me to one of the window sills-the room had two windows opposite each other. He indicated that he wished me to be seated; evidently he had tumbled to the fact that I belonged to a species that didn't find it comfortable never to be off its feet. As soon as he saw me settled he caught my eye. Then, with a sweep of his flipper, or perhaps I'd better be anthropomorphic and say his hand-for it was a hand with three very stout but, as I soon learned, deft, fingers -he pointed to a bowl of water which was standing on the sill of the window opposite. As he did so, he looked quickly at me with his head turned to one side. Somehow, the gesture was quite unmistakable. `Bowl,' I said. He listened for perhaps a couple of seconds and then, as clear as a Congo gray parrot, he said ringingly, `Bowl,' and pointed to the water in it. Water,' I called. With scarcely a second's pause he echoed `Water,' with just my inflection.
" We had a hour or more of this, as quick as that. We ran over every kind of object he could point to: the stones the room was walled and floored with-my eyes, teeth, hair; his feathers, bill, and feet. He seemed never to forget a word and hardly ever asked me to repeat one. And, would you believe it, at the close of our interchange, he made up some quite good sentences, ending with, We two here when you second time rested: I felt that a linguist having that sort of power was quite right in wasting no time in trying to teach me `the language of the birds: After he had spoken his farewell sentence, he relaxed from the somewhat bent attention with which, to make certain of hearing the sounds I made, he had craned forward his seven-foot stature. He resumed his

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