1 She listened to him until he flew away.
2 But just that moment the robin, who had ended his song, gave a little shake of his wings, spread them and flew away.
3 It was something like a ring of rusty iron or brass and when the robin flew up into a tree nearby she put out her hand and picked the ring up.
4 The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off.
5 The robin flew down from his tree-top and hopped about or flew after her from one bush to another.
6 He flew on to the nearest currant bush and tilted his head and sang a little song right at him.
7 He flew right up to the handle of Ben Weatherstaff's spade and alighted on the top of it.
8 When Mrs. Medlock left her at the end of her own corridor Mary flew back to her room.
9 She knew a small side door which she could unbolt herself and she flew downstairs in her stocking feet and put on her shoes in the hall.
10 Mary flew across the grass to him.
11 Swiftly something flew across the wall and darted through the trees to a close grown corner, a little flare of red-breasted bird with something hanging from its beak.
12 The little fox and the rook were as happy and busy as they were, and the robin and his mate flew backward and forward like tiny streaks of lightning.
13 Once when Dickon was so busy that he did not answer him at first, Soot flew on to his shoulders and gently tweaked his ear with his large beak.
14 She flew along the corridor and the nearer she got to the screams the higher her temper mounted.
15 "This is where the robin flew over the wall," she said.