But he could n't . One would be all that he could manage . He must take his choice and go away while the going was good . Which should he take ? It often happens in this life that things which seem to be unimportant , mere trifles in themselves , prove to be just the opposite . Now , so far as Blacky could see , it did n't make the least difference which egg he took , excepting that one was a little bigger than the other . As a matter of fact , it made all the difference in the world . One was brown and very good to look at . The other , the larger of the two , was white and also very good to look at . In fact , Blacky thought it the better of the two to look at , for it was very smooth and shiny . So , partly on this account , and partly because it was the largest , Blacky chose the white egg . He seized it in his claws and started to fly with it , but somehow he could not seem to get a good grip on it . He fluttered to the ground just outside the door , and there he got a better grip . Just as old Dandy-cock the Rooster , with head down and all the feathers on his neck standing out with anger , came charging at him , Blacky rose into the air and started over the Old Orchard toward the Green Forest . Never had Blacky felt more like cawing at the top of his lungs . You see , he felt that he had been very smart , and I suspect that he also felt that he had been very brave . He would have liked to boast a little . But he did n't . He wisely held his tongue . It would be time enough to do his boasting after he had reached a place of safety and had eaten that egg .
He was halfway across the Old XXXXX when he felt that egg beginning to slip .
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