138 THE GIANT'S HEART.
"No; but larks ought to be discreet. They see more than other birds."
" But you don't fly up high like your husband, do you ? "
"Not often. But it's no matter. I come to know things for all that."
" Do tell me, and I will sing you a song," said Tricksey-Wee.
" Can you sing too ?—You have got no wings!"
"Yes. And I will sing you a song I learned the other day about a lark and his wife."
" Please do," said the lark's wife. " Be quiet, children, and listen."
Tricksey-Wee was very glad she happened to know a song which would please the lark's wife, at least, whatever the lark himself might have .bought of it, if he had heard it. So she sang:—
" * Good-morrow, my lord !' in the sky alone, Sang the lark, as the sun ascended his throne.