` Splendid ! ' said the Chinese chaplain . ` Now we hear her ; it sounds like a little church-bell ! ' ` No , no ; those are frogs ! ' said the little kitchenmaid . ` But I think we shall soon hear her now ! ' Then the Nightingale began to sing . ` There she is ! ' cried the little girl . ` Listen ! She is sitting there ! ' And she pointed to a little dark-grey bird up in the branches . ` Is it possible ! ' said the First Lord . ' I should never have thought it ! How ordinary she looks ! She must surely have lost her feathers because she sees so many distinguished men round her ! ' ` Little Nightingale , ' called out the little kitchenmaid , ` our Gracious Emperor wants you to sing before him ! ' ` With the greatest of pleasure ! ' said the Nightingale ; and she sang so gloriously that it was a pleasure to listen .
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