Even the ones who weren't seriously wounded closed their eyes and didn't speak much to those around them.

The ones in the black uniforms speak something like German.

But the ones I've spoken to have lost all faith in Marxism and socialism.

These ones did not speak to us, and they fought with the ones already living here.

Their lost ones still speak to them.

The young ones, they speak the tongue of the white man.

"Almost makes me think of the way the dark ones speak and write."

The ones who are coming already speak Basic, so you'11 be able to talk to them right away, isn't that great?

The old ones speak Cajun French, a language like music.

The younger ones may not even speak French, she said, but they are still Cajun.