“Might be!” he repeated.
“Has more to be rightly proud of than anyone else! And not alone
because America is in the war now, but because--at the cost of
staying out so long--our country came in when and how she did! You
understand I say nothing against our allies--nothing like what you
have said against our own country! Belgium got the first attack of
the Germans and fought back, oh, so nobly, and so bravely, and
hopelessly; but Belgium was invaded! France fought, as everyone
knows, in self-defense and for a principle; England fought in
self-defense, too, as well as for a principle--for were not the
German guns almost at her shores? But we have gone in for a
principle--and in self-defense, too, perhaps; but for the principle
first! Oh, there is a difference in that! A hundred million people
safe and unthreatened--for whether or not we really were safe and
unthreatened, we believed we were--going into a war without idea of
any possible gain or advantage solely for a principle! Oh, I don’t
mean to make a speech to you.”
“Go on!” he ordered. “I’ve just made one; you go on now.”
“You spoke about the Kaiser’s order to us about how to paint our
ships, as if the insult of that was what at last brought us in! How
little that had to do with it for us! It merely happened to come at
the time we could at last go in--when a hundred million people, not
in danger which they could see or feel, decided to go in, knowing
even better than those who had decided earlier what it was going to
mean. For the war was different then from what it was at first; the
Russia of the Czar and of the empire was gone; and in France and in
England there was a difference, too. Oh, I don’t know how to say it;
just France, at first, was fighting as France and for France against
Germany; and England, for England, was doing the same. And America
couldn’t do that--I mean fight for America; she couldn’t join with
allies who were fighting for themselves or even for one another. The
side of the allies had to become more than that before we could go
in; and it is and we’re in! Oh, I don’t know how or when it will
appear; but I know--know that before long you will be prouder to be
an American than you ever dreamed you could be if we had gone in
like the others when you thought we should.”
She had been gazing at him and, for a few moments, he had been
staring in bewilderment at her; but now he was turned away and she
could see from the set of his lips, from the pulse throbbing below
his temple as the muscles of his face pulled taut, how she had
offended him.
“Thank you,” he said to her shortly.
“I’ve hurt you!”
“Didn’t you mean to?”
“Not this way.”
“You told what you thought; I asked to know it. How do you happen to
be here, Miss Gail?” he asked with sudden directness after a pause.
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