Why should these English seem so profoundly moved by them?
"Mademoiselle doesn't surely understand the barbarous dialect which our Methuselah speaks!" he exclaimed in surprise, glancing half suspiciously from one to the other of these incomprehensible Britons.

Like most other Frenchmen, he had been brought up in total ignorance of every European language except his own; and the words the parrot pronounced, when delivered with the well-known additions of parrot harshness and parrot volubility, seemed to him so inexpressibly barbaric in their clicks and jerks that he hadn't yet arrived at the faintest inkling of the truth as he observed their emotion.
Felix seized his new friend's hand in his and wrung it warmly.

"Don't you see what it is ?" he exclaimed, half beside himself with this vague hope of some unknown solution.

"Don't you realize how the thing stands?
Don't you guess the truth?
This isn't a Polynesian, dialect at all.

It's our own mother tongue.