On the morning of the third day they found him stark and cold, his
angular little skeleton almost piercing through the skin. His long, dry
hands were closed convulsively; the lips were drawn back and showed the
small, white teeth; two deep, moist furrows were visible on either side
his nose, as if, before he died, the ape had been weeping for his
friend.
[Illustration: THE CAPTIVE GOLDFINCH]