The owls were more showy than the hawks, though it is commonly said that without sunlight there is no colour--as in the case of plants grown in darkness.

Yet the hawks are day birds, while the owls fly by night.

There came the sound of footsteps; and I retreated, casting one glance backward at the black and white, the blue and brown colours that streaked the wall, while the dull green weasels were in perpetual shadow.

By night the bats would flit round and about that gloomy place.

It would not do to return by the same path, lest another keeper might be coming up it; so I stepped into the wood itself.
To those who walk only in the roads, hawks and owls seem almost rare.
But a wood is a place to which they all flock; and any wanderer from the north or west naturally tends thither.