I stood looking at the bird, and to every person who came through the passage, it ran fluttering to the side which they approached, with the same lamentation of its captivity,--‘I can’t get out,’ said the starling.
Editor's note · Context
Mann observes the starling's desperate attempts to escape its cage, highlighting the theme of entrapment.
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