"Much things, but the greatest--listen once: our Chermany has no fear of America so long America is on this side of the Atlentic Ozean. Americans build ships; Chermany must destroy fester as they build. Already I have made one ship less for America. I cannot pooblish advertisink, but my people shall one day know, and that day comes soon; _Der Tag_ is almost here--you shall see! Our army grows alvays, in France; and England and France can get no more men. Ven all is ready, Chermany moves like a--a avalenche down a mountain and covers France to the sea. "On that day our fleet--our glorious ships--comes out from Kiel Canal, vere man holds them beck like big dogs in leash. Oh those beautiful day, Chermany conquers on lent and on sea. France dies, and England's navy goes down into the deep and comes never back. "_Ach Gott_, such a day it shall be--when old England's empire goes into history, into ancient history vit Roossia and Rome and Greece and Bebylonia. "England gone, France gone, Italy gone--who shall safe America and her armies and her unborn ships, and her cannon and shell and air-ships not yet so much as begun? "_Der Tag_ shall be like the lest day ven _Gott_ makes the graves open and the dead come beck to life. The Americans shall fall on knees before our Kaiser, and he shall render chudgment. Such a payink! "Now the Yenkees despise us Chermans. Ve cannot go to this city, to that dock. Everywhere is dead-lines and permissions and internment camps and persecutions, and all who are not in prison are afraid. They change their names from Cherman to English now, but soon they shall lift their heads and it shall be the Americans who shall know the dead-lines, the licenses, the internment camps. "So, Marie Louise, my sveetheart, if you can show and I can show that in the dark night ve did not forget the _Vaterland_, ve shall be proud and safe. "It is to make you safe ven comes _Der Tag_ I speak to you now. I vish you should share my vork now, so you can share my life efterwards. Now do I loaf you, Marie Louise? Now do I give you proof?" Mamise was all ashudder with the intensity of his conviction. She imagined an all-conquering Germany in America. She needed but to multiply the story of Belgium, of Serbia, of prostrate Russia. The Kaiser had put in the shop-window of the world samples enough of the future as it would be made by Germany. And in the mood of that day, with defeatism rife in Europe, and pessimism miasmatic in America, there was reason enough for Nicky to believe in his prophecy and to inspire belief in its possibility. The only impossible thing about it was that the world should ever endure the dominance of Germany. Death would seem better to almost everybody than life in such a civilization as she promised.