Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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, you say, Ouyay . You don't say—" "All right, all right, I get the idea." "You don't say—" "That'll do," said Miss Burton "One will do. And you." "And me. I guess you're kind Carol's thin and breathless voice shook as she said, "A drink—all firmly. "Now, let's get along the drinks you want." of—kind of useful after all." Transcriber's Note: This e-text was produced from eleven, all of them chirping away like a flock of chicks as too?" "There is no time for silly questions," said Miss Burton, with the same firmness. "Come along." Palit and Manto bringing up the with amusement, "That Pig-Latin business was quick "Charming," said Manto. "But muy amigo ." "No attempts at Spanish, Manto, not here. It calls attention to us. And you are not sure of the grammar anyway. You may find yourself saying things you do not intend." "Sorry, Palit. It wasn't an attempt to show my skill, I assure you. It's that by now I have a tendency to confuse one language with another." "I know. You were never a linguist. But about these interesting creatures—" "Whatever you say, Manto. If Palit nodded, and the two men and ice cream, and other delicacies favored by the young. Manto wanted to win easy popularity rich?" charge. "Do you think you will be able to keep your English straight?" asked one of the new little girls. The other one smiled with "We get as much as we want," said Frances. "She doesn't even remember her lines." "No, children, we mustn't do anything we can't do well. That wouldn't make a good impression. Who knows where kangaroos come from?" "Australia!" clanged the shrill chorus. "That's right. And what other animals come from Australia?" "That would be nice." "I can recite," added another "I know, Miss Burton!" cried Frances, a dark-haired nine-year-old with a pair of glittering any kind of animal." lots of times," she said to the girl next to her. "My father takes me." class." "I'm in Miss Hassel's class." "Miss Hassel? Who is she? Is she in our school?" careless as to lose one of her charges. "What's your name, child?" art very well." "God knows what I'll have to don't see how I can take it sober." out—" all? Why not call the whole thing quits?" "Because people are depending "Yes, yes, I know." A shrill cry came from another section of her class. "Oh, Miss contract if that's the way you feel." "And to your ten per cent, darling." two—" An outburst of shrill laughter. "She's two years old, she's two years old!" "I was going to say, I'm to welve . Almost, anyway." "Eleven years old," said Miss Burton. "Old enough to know better." "I'm sorry, Miss Burton. And honest, Miss Burton, I didn't mean anything, but I'm studying voice." "The women who swoon at you will swoon at anybody. Besides, the wrath of man, beast, or devil. "How do I look?" "Your noble self, of course. A each life some rain must fall." "You would talk of water, when so many grown-up people are anxious to hear him, but we mustn't take advantage of his kindness." and whispers, Manto and Palit continent, and one never knows how the dangers will strike one," said Miss Burton complacently. "Stop it, you fool, before you cause trouble!" face wore an expression of distress. He groaned dismally, and muttered, "What a head I've got, your sense of humor!" "You and your lack of it! But let's not argue now, Palit. Here, what a head. How do you expect was being more efficient than attractive, and she could sense his resentment. "That's all you get. My God, he thought, how can they keep their voices so high so long? My eardrums hurt already. "My lovely looks," he said, with some bitterness. "Lovely is the word for you. But forget that. If you're good—you'll get a drink afterwards." The contemptuous reply sent his mind off on a new tack. "You were a little harder to take, but "Cold, suspicious, nasty—and reliable. It's inevitable when I he took them. Then the old "Children," he began. A pause, a bashful grin. "Perhaps I should rather say, my friends. I'm not one to think of you as children. Some people think of me as a child myself, because I trusting, and unreliable clients." "I thought I recognized it— All will call you my friends. "Perhaps you regard me, my "A mistake," she said coolly. "My subconscious doesn't know what it's talking about. All I want of you is the usual ten per cent." from shrillness he had won for his ears. "And now, my friends, it is "I'm not entirely useless. I he didn't mean drink, singular. Talk of being useful, earn you that ten per cent—" "Mr. George," she said, in a strangely affected voice, like that of the first dramatic teacher he whisper into each other's ears. The whispers were punctuated young and old. Hasn't Mr. George made us happy, children?" "Yes, Miss Burton!" came the shrill scream. own language, "You're getting careless, Manto. You had no "And we feel that it would be "I'm sorry, Palit, but it was by giggles which made the entire He hadn't expected this, and he repressed a groan. Mercifully, the first song was short. great enough, I don't think you'd be able to resist either." and recited herself. two hundred years old—" "They would have thought it That was the worst of all. He a joke. And I think I got out of that rather neatly." don't you, Manto? Just as you painful than a kid. And that affected elocutionist's voice gave that." "I did it skillfully. Not a single person noticed." " I noticed." "Don't quibble." "I don't intend to. Some of these children have very sharp Manto said tolerantly, "You're and animals. are, Mr. George. Wouldn't that be nice, children?" "You don't say, us. And even if they did, they wouldn't be able to act rapidly "Now, what are we going to act, children?" "Please, Miss Burton," said Doris. "I don't know how to act. know I'm superior. I realize what a godsend this the proper chemical composition—everything." "Including a population that will be helpless before us." "Don't be silly, Palit. What chances am I taking?" Yes The shrill screaming continued with all the precision of life again at the sound of my an actor playing a scene rehearsed Like, you don't say, , you say Palit, you had better stop being they are, how unafraid, how quick to adapt to any circumstances—" Miss Burton's voice said, "Good gracious, children, what language are you using? Greek?" They had been speaking too loud, they had been overheard. Palit and Manto stared at each song," interrupted Frances. after a second to think, Palit "What?" Frances shrilled triumphantly, "It isn't Greek, Miss Burton, it's Latin—Pig-Latin. She said, 'No, Miss Burton.'" "Good heavens, what is Pig-Latin?" "It's a kind of way of talking command. With calm efficiency, a challenge to the roaring of the wild beasts, shouted at them in its own accents of barking thunder. Emay ." where you talk kind of backwards. Me , you say, "You don't say, You

<question>:
What is Manto and Palit's own language?

<options>:
A Pig-Latin
B Unknown
C Spanish
D English

<answer>:

B