"Wonderful bird;--wonderful bird;--wonderful bird," said the parrot, who was quite at home with this expression.

"We shall be able to get some lunch at Hinxton," said Reginald.

"Inxton," screamed the bird--"Caw,--caw--caw." "He's worth a deal of money," said the old lady.

"Deal o' money, Deal o' money," repeated the bird as he scrambled round the wire cage with a tremendous noise, to the great triumph of the old lady.
No doubt the close attention which the bird paid to everything that passed, and the presence of the old lady as well, did for a time interfere with their conversation.

But, after awhile, the old lady was asleep, and the bird, having once or twice attempted to imitate the somnolent sounds which his mistress was making, seemed also to go to sleep himself.