I'm a devil, I'm a devil, I'm a devil.
Hurrah!'-- And then, as if exulting in his infernal character, he began to whistle.
'I more than half believe he speaks the truth.

Upon my word I do,' said Varden.

'Do you see how he looks at me, as if he knew what I was saying ?' To which the bird, balancing himself on tiptoe, as it were, and moving his body up and down in a sort of grave dance, rejoined, 'I'm a devil, I'm a devil, I'm a devil,' and flapped his wings against his sides as if he were bursting with laughter.

Barnaby clapped his hands, and fairly rolled upon the ground in an ecstasy of delight.
'Strange companions, sir,' said the locksmith, shaking his head, and looking from one to the other.

'The bird has all the wit.' 'Strange indeed!' said Edward, holding out his forefinger to the raven, who, in acknowledgment of the attention, made a dive at it immediately with his iron bill.