"Oh, no."
"In what country can you have strengthened so much your Republican ideas?"
"I have just returned from England!" replied M. Grévy.
CHAPTER XXX.
The Ordinary American.—His Voice, his Habits, his Conversation.—He Murders his Language and your Ears.—Do not judge him too quickly.
othing is ordinary in America.
The ordinary American himself is extraordinarily ordinary.
He takes liberties with his fellow-creatures, and with the English grammar. He murders your ears, and the mother-tongue of Shakespeare. He chews, hawks, and spits; but he has a certain good-humoured brag and liveliness about him which invite further acquaintance.