
You may stop pecking me now. They are gone.

Yes, Master
Bramwell.

Do you think they believed our little theatre?

Yes, Master
Bramwell. You are wise.

You are wise and powerful, oh master.

I must say, some of you were pecking me somewhat more vigorously than I would have preferred.

Forgive us Master
Bramwell!

You are wise and powerful. We are weak and stupid.

Our brains are tiny despite our immense size, Master
Bramwell.

Good Lord! My left eye is actually missing! Which one of you crows pecked out my eye?

Caw! I do not know, Master Bramwell.
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