Beside her lay a black-eyed baby boy cooing and laughing.
He had always envied the cooing readiness of the hero on the stage when anyone was in trouble.
There was a sound as of the cooing sob of doves, which seemed to multiply and intensify with each second.
She leaned over the bed, half dressed as she was, and murmured pretty cooing phrases, kissing and cuddling him to contented laughter.
But the quilt was warm, and he dismissed his fears. Soon the doll-baby whimpered, but he creaked his joints a little, and that amused it, and he heard it cooing inside his coat.
Meanwhile the princess, who had been changed into a dove, flew after her brothers the eagles, but not being able to overtake them, she rested under a wayside cross, and began cooing mournfully.