Petherton by this time was up on his hind legs. He wrote:--

Confound you, Sir! The bird is undoubtedly mine. It is grey, talks a

little, and puts its head on one side after the manner of its kind. I

need not give you a fuller description of it; you know perfectly well

the bird is mine, and if you do not return it at once I shall take

legal steps for the recovery of my property.

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