Sun Mote Copse and, as in uffish thought he stood

All of a sudden, Sugar felt like an imbecile. She's deaf! she thought loudly, glancing once more at Towhee's peacefully sleeping face. She could call for help and the invalid wouldn't even stir. Sugar's lips parted to do exactly that when an eerie voice echoed her whispered question back at her.

The voice sounded feminine, though all of a sudden, Sugar suddenly felt convinced that it must be Crow or Pox messing with her. "I know it's you," she replied, sotto voce, before remembering she could raise her voice without disturbing Towhee. She couldn't be absolutely sure which brother was lurking in the dark, though she made her best guess. "You're such a mumpsimus," Sugar said, pulling the insult out of nowhere before naming her prime suspect, "Crow!"