After a moment, when it became obvious that Reventlo was the missing man, the big fellow spoke.

Finally, a big fellow who was standing watching the work spoke to us: "You can see that this thing won't even take half the men here.

When Mordechai and his friends went by, the fellow nodded but did not speak.

The fellow might not speak much Samnorsk, but he had surely gotten the drift of the argument.

The fat fellow looked around nervously, then spoke in a quiet voice.

Such fellows often speak their own language when they're an-tet.

I'm not sure the fellow who directed us here was actually speaking English.

Indeed, I believe that those brave fellows spoke truth.

This fellow could speak English and did his housekeeping for him.

He saw that the fellow had spoken the truth.