Page 25 of Tales of the Peculiar (Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children 0.50)

“But if we come down there the hunters will shoot us!” they called back.

Cuthbert knew they were right, but still he pleaded with them.

“Talk to me!” he cried. “Please come and talk to me!”

The animals tried singing and shouting to poor Cuthbert from the safety of their cliff-top, but they were too distant and their voices too small, so that even to Cuthbert and his giant ears they sounded quieter than the whisper of leaves in the wind.

“Talk to me!” he begged. “Come and talk to me!”

But they never did. And he was still crying when his throat turned to stone like the rest of him.

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