Like all youthful Americans, his great admiration and love for his own country made him intolerant of criticism.
Frank had a cooler head, and he was not so easily ruffled.
Rattleton was unable to express his feelings.
Tutor Maybe looked somewhat perturbed, for he was an exceedingly mild and peaceable man, and the slightest suggestion of trouble was enough to agitate him.
But the Frenchman did not deign to look toward Frank again, and it seemed that all danger of trouble was past.
The "Eagle" sailed slowly down the harbor, signaling now and then to other boats.
Frank, Jack, Bruce and Harry formed a fine quartette, and they sang: "Soon we'll be in London town; Sing, my lads, yo! heave, my lads, ho! And see the queen, with her golden crown; Heave, my lads, yo-ho!" The Frenchman made an impatient gesture, and showed annoyance, which caused Frank to laugh.
Behind them Brooklyn Bridge spanned the river, looking slender and graceful, like a thing hung in the air by delicate threads.
Close at hand were Governor's Island and the Statue of Liberty.

The Frenchman was pointing it out.
"Ze greatest work of art in all America,"' he declared, enthusiastically; "an' France give zat to America.

Ze Americans nevare think to put eet zere themselves.

France do more for America zan any ozare nation, but ze Americans forget.

Zey forget Lafayette.