Capitolo 14
"You speak English as an English."
"Do I do?" the extraneous one responded. "Well, I am happy with that. It will do
you compare with Your English so very easier."
From the curiosity of this time Phillip was sharp completely. "But you are
not an English, do you say?" he asked, with a little disposition
hesitation.
"No, not precisely what you call an English", the extraneous one
answered, as if he didn't appreciate completely so awkward attempts to
you examine his/her antecedents. "As I tell him, I am an Alien. But us
he/she always talked English to house", he added with a reflection, as if
ready to vouchsafe all the other information that have placed in his/her power.
"You cannot be an American, I am sure", Phillip followed, unperturbed,
its anxiety to resolve the question in matter, raised once, while getting
the best for the time being backup and the gentleness.
"No, I certainly am not an American", the extraneous one responded with a
kind courtesy in his/her tone that has made touch of ashamed Phillip of his
the barbarism in to question him/it.
"Neither a Farmer?" Phillip once more churches, incapable to take the suggestion.
"Neither a Farmer the Alien ones responded skinnily or." And then him
had a relapse in a momentary silence that threw on Phillip the
performs difficult to continue the conversation.
The member of the Civil Service of Your Majesty of Britannic would have
gives only that minute to frankly tell him, "Well anything if
You are not an English, and you are not an American, and you are
not a Farmer, and you are an Alien, and you still speak English it likes
a native, and you/he/she has always talked him, because, that that in the name of
does goodness want that we pick up us you for?" But he braked him
with difficulty. There was anything on the extraneous one that has done
him instinct touch would be anymore a breakup of label to
question him from near that to doubt some one he had ever met with.
They walked together on along the road for of the minutes, the
extraneous that admires from the principle at the end the gilded tresses of the laburnum