He was not aware that Back Cup is going to be attacked, and I have just apprised him of the fact.

His brow darkens and his eyes flash.
"Thomas Roch, would you dare to fire upon your country's flag--the tricolor flag ?" He raises his head, shakes it nervously, and with a disdainful gesture: "What do you mean by 'your country ?' I no longer have any country, Simon Hart.

The inventor spurned no longer has a country.

Where he finds an asylum, there is his fatherland! They seek to take what is mine.

I will defend it, and woe, woe to those who dare to attack me!" Then rushing to the door of the laboratory and throwing it violently open he shouts so loudly that he must be heard at the Beehive: "Go! Get you gone!" I have not a second to lose, and I dash out..