'It's either German or Dutch.

I'm not much of a scholar, barring a little French and the Latin I got at Heriot's Hospital ...

This is an awful slow train, Mr Linklater.' The soldiers were playing nap, and the bagman proposed a game of cards.
I remembered in time that I was an elder in the Nethergate U.F.

Church and refused with some asperity.

After that I shut my eyes again, for I wanted to think out this new phenomenon.
The fellow knew German--that was clear.