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Well, the chickadees must be restless tonight.

There, you two chickadees, good night for now. If you want, I’ll subtract an hour from tomorrow’s session, but I hope you won’t be that picayune.

[...] It does you no good for me to come here and give you a symbolic pat on the back, and say, “My chickadees, fly away—you are doing well!”—not when you are not doing well. [...]

[...] Well, the chickadees must be restless tonight, Seth began. [...]

Good evening, chickadees.

“Anyhow, each morning when I scatter birdfeed in the driveway of the hill house, the cardinals and the mourning doves, the chickadees and the blue jays and the other birds are waiting in the nearby Russian elms, the oak tree, or lined up on the telephone wires. [...]