Brer Fly

from Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy

     He speaks dutch, said the expriest.
     Dutch?
     Aye.
     The kid looked at the expriest, he bent to his mending.
     He does for I heard him do it. We cut a parcel of crazy pilgrims down off the Llano and the old man in the lead of them he spoke right up in dutch like we were all of us in dutchland and the judge give him right back. Glanton come near fallin off his horse. We none of us knew him to speak it. Asked where he’d learned it you know what he said?
     What did he say?
     Said off a dutchman.
     The expriest spat. I coundnt of learned it off ten dutchmen. What about you?
     The kid shook his head.