Caddy dipped her beak into the water and stirred it again before raising her head to look at the other birds who stood at the seashore watching her. It was here I saw it, she mumbled softly, then continued to search again, this time changing directions.
Caddy saw a shining stone that looked like a diamond when she had come to take her bath early that same morning. She flew home to make known the news of what she had seen only to return and not see the shining stone.
"We are rich" Paddy, who joined her in a hurry, had said, but felt disappointed when Caddy stayed longer in the river without pulling anything out.
"We should join her in searching for it" he told the remaining birds who immediately entered the river and started the ultimate search.
At dawn the next morning, all the birds flew back home after a fruitless search, but they never trusted Caddy with any words again..
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