Zey forget France make it possibul for zem to conquaire Engalande an' get ze freedom zey ware aftaire.

An' now zey--zey--what you call eet ?--toady to Engalande.

Zey pretende to love ze Engaleesh.

Bah! Uncale Sam an' John Bull both need to have some of ze conaceit taken out away from zem." "It would take more than France, Spain, Italy and all the rest of the dago nations to do the job!" spluttered Harry Rattleton, who could not keep still longer.
"Maurel," said the Frenchman, speaking to his companion, "t'row ze insolent dog ovareboard!" "Oui, monsieur!" Quick as thought the man sprang toward Harry, as if determined to execute the command of his master.
He did not put his hands on Rattleton, for Frank was equally swift in his movements, and blocked the fellows' way, coolly saying: "I wouldn't try it if I were you." "Out of ze way!" snarled the man, who was an athlete in build.

"If you don't, I put you ovare, too!" "I don't think you will." "Put him ovare, Maurel," ordered the Frenchman, with deadly coolness.
The athletic servant clutched Frank, but, with a twist and a turn, Merry broke the hold instantly, kicked the fellow's feet from beneath him, and dropped him heavily to the deck.
Bruce Browning stooped and picked the man up as if he were an infant.
Every year seemed to add something to the big collegian's wonderful strength, and now the astounded Frenchman found himself unable to wiggle.
Browning held the man over the rail turning to Frank to ask: "Shall I give him a bath, Merriwell ?" "I think you hadn't better," laughed Frank.