'Pray tell unto me th-hat weech is bad Englis.'
'Haven't you been on the Pincio?'
'Yas, I tak' consteetutionails up there avery afternoons; it is a costume Englis' th-hat I vary moche cotton to.'...
'W-hat! Cotton to? Why, that is a clear Americanism; where did you pick it up?'
'Meester Caper of Noo-York, he told unto me it am more elegant as to say, I love, or I affection. Bote, 'ave you saw that bu-tee-fool creechure with 'air of flags?'...
'What!'
''Air of flags; 'ow you name eet? Capellatura di lino?'
'Oh! you mean tow-head?'
'Toe! no, no! I mean lino.'
'Ah! yes, flaxen hair.'