  Thoult yet be graced
with learning like thy father, and make thy tongue master of as many
languages as his, good my prince.

My father! cried Tom, off his guard for the moment.  I trow he cannot
speak his own so that any but the swine that kennel in the styes may
tell his meaning; and as for learning of any sort soever--

He looked up and encountered a solemn warning in my Lord St.