pine finch

His coat, too, struck Mr. Pine Finch as being somewhat shabby.

And afterward he often wondered what would have happened to him if he119 hadn't met Mr. Pine Finch early one morning.

And he couldn't help thinking that Mr. Pine Finch was even odder than he sounded.

At last the breakfast parties beneath Mr. Pine Finch's favorite tree came to an end.

Could it be possible that Mr. Pine Finch was so careful that he lost a bud only once in a long time—perhaps only once a year?