When I try to read my polyglot, the baby comes and bites the corners, and squeals till I put it away and take him up.

When you saw her surrounded by them, working and quarreling with them, talking that horrible polyglot of French, Italian and English, which she slipped into so easily, you realized how exotic the environment of the Dearborn Avenue house must have been to her and how strong a thing her passion for John Wollaston, to enable her to endure five years of it,of finikin social observances,of Aunt Lucile's standards of propriety!