His ear caught a confused babel of voices in the direction of Marlborough; but only the empty house, echoing 'Julia!' answered him.

And yet, for years she had gone down into this street confident of herself, mingling on equal terms with its wayfarers, her ear catching and translating the sounds that, converging, caused this babel.

There followed a perfect babel of argument, during which the servants passed the coffee and cakes around.

On the hotel terraces and in the little cafés and tea rooms, one hears a babel of voices, every nation of Europe seeming to speak in its own native tongue.

While going back to camp our men kept up a perfect babel of talk concerning their first day's experience in the battalion of sharp-shooters.

Then the same voice again pierced the babel.

The crowd recommenced its babel of jests, advices, and farewells.

I remember next a room full of confusion, a babel of conflicting voices, and a whirling glimpse of uniforms.

And, in a while, Beltane rose and Sir Pertolepe also, and side by side they stepped forth of the leaves out into the road, where, on the outskirts of the village, pikemen and men-at-arms, archer and knight, were halted in a surging throng, while above the jostling confusion rose the hoarse babel of their voices.

There was a rapid dashing beneath the great walls; a sudden night of darkness as we plunged through an open archway into a narrow village street; a confused impression of houses built into side-walls; of machicolated gateways; of rocks and roof-tops tumbling about our ears; and within the street was sounding the babel of a shrieking troop of men and women.