He was quite ready to converse, as was made manifest by his next speech.
"I'm biking through the country because I once had an old grandmother that was English, and she was always talking about English country, and how green things was, and how there was hedges instead of rail fences.
She thought there was nothing like little old England.

Well, as far as roads and hedges go, I'm with her.

They're all right.

I wanted a fellow I met crossing, to come with me, but he took a Cook's trip to Paris.
He's a gay sort of boy.

Said he didn't want any green lanes in his.