The guest was conducted to the hall where the landlord, or the manager of the hotel, addressed him in Spanish, and Bill replied in English.
“Habla V. Frances?” asked the manager.
“I don’t hablo any thing but English,” replied Bill, beginning to be disgusted with his ill-success in finding any one who could understand him.
“Parlez-vous Français?” persisted the manager.
“No. I don’t parlez-vous.”
“Parlate voi Italiano?”
“No: I tell you I don’t speak any thing but English,” growled Bill.
“Sprechen Sie Deutsch?”
“No; no Dutch.”