THE trouble with voice in literature is that it can so easily grow garrulous.

But for his own epitaph, Mr. Pike grew garrulous.

Barr wondered if he were growing garrulous.

But I must not take up space with these forgotten frivolities; we old men grow too garrulous in talking of the distant past.

Sometimes of an afternoon or evening she grew garrulous.

Mr. Goby had grown a little garrulous with advancing years, but he would come to the point in his own good time.

Salman grew ever more garrulous as the yellow liquid in the bottle went down; Baal couldn't recall when he'd last heard anyone talk up such a storm.

To the point, then; I grow garrulous.

Dalton, for once, grew garrulous, talking in an excited monotone.

The driver grew garrulous.