The turkeys themselves were so occupied with the appearance of the woman that they lost thought of everything else.

One of them, a gobbler, braced himself up, his breast bulged out, his head and neck drawn in; then quickly thrusting them forward, sent out a loud cackle.

At this moment the pine-branches were violently tossed about.

With noisy flapping of their wings the hens rose into the air; their companion flapped his wings but once or twice, and disappeared in the tree-top.

For a moment the twigs and branches rustled and rattled; then all was still.