“No, my young master, but it’s the first time I’ve done anything in that line since you left me at Woodburn.”
By this time everybody was laughing.
“Oh, Max, who is making Prince talk—you or Cousin Ronald?” asked Lulu.
“See if you can’t find out for yourself, Lu,” laughed Max. “Suppose you ask Prince; surely he should know.”
“Well, I’ll try it,” she returned merrily. “Prince, who helped you to do that talking just now?”
“Why, who helps you to talk, Miss Lu?” came promptly in return, apparently from the dog’s lips.
“Oh, I don’t need any help in that line,” she returned laughingly, “and never have since I first learned how in my babyhood.”
“Do you never tire of talking, Miss Lu?” The query seemed to come from Prince’s lips as he looked up gravely into her face.
“No, I can’t say that I do,” she laughed. “Do you?”