Algy felt tired after singing so energetically with the skylarks. He decided to have a rest in one of his favourite spots nearby, which provided plenty of seats made of dry heather and grasses. He spent some time watching for the little fishes that dart out from behind the stones, but it was so peaceful sitting by the burn in the sun that he soon fell into a doze.

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