"'Helen, Helen,' she called, going perfectly wild; '1013 H—— Street. I'll be good! Yep! Yep! Yep!' and then she began to intone the service.
"The bird fancier was astonished enough.
"'I bought her and some six others from two sailors,' he said, 'but I never dreamed she could talk!'
"Miss Helen paid him a big price and went off with Polly on her finger chattering like one mad."
"O I'd love to see her," cried Beth.
"Well go over there some day. Here we are at home."
"I'm glad," said Ethelwyn. "It's nice to go away, but it's nicer to come back."
