Prudence laid down her pen.
"You look rather done up," she remarked, in an indifferent voice.
"Yes, I feel so," was the response.
"I shouldn't think you'd walk so far," she said, with the same indifference.
There was no answer to this.
Presently Lawrence said, "I've given Devil away."
At this the bird drew himself up and looked at the speaker.
"What?" came somewhat sharply from Prudence.
Lawrence repeated his words.
"But I'm not going to part with the crow," said Prudence, positively. "He knows all my secrets,"—here she laughed,—"and, besides, he's my mascot. No, I sha'n't part with him."