Polly, bristling up, "why don't you do it?"
"I didn't say I could do it; but if I could talk as you can, I would," answered the canary good-naturedly.
"How would you do it, pray?" asked Mrs. Polly in an irritable tone.
"Why, I'd call Hannah the way Mrs. Winton does. I heard you call her the other day, and I declare I wouldn't have believed it wasn't she. I never knew a bird that could talk as plainly as you do."
The canary was so good-natured that Mrs. Polly was rather ashamed of her ill-*temper, and gave a sneeze and cough to hide her embarrassment.
"Well," she said, after a pause, "perhaps that's as good a way as any other. I did think of yelling to make her think I'd got my head caught between the wires, but Posy doesn't like to hear such a noise. You go 'round to the kitchen door," she
