We've tried it all round Paris, and you might as well talk Greek to them.

I don't believe there's any word in the language for dough-nut.

Jim's not bad at French, either.

We should be regularly floored if it wasn't for him.
And I expect they guess by his accent he comes from Rugby, for fellows all touch their hats to him.
You know the pater gave us a list of places to go and see in Paris--the Louvre and the Luxembourg, and all that.

Well, he never stuck down where they were, and we've had to worry it out for ourselves.