Naida turned towards her companion thoughtfully.
"My friend," she said, glancing around as though to be sure that they were not overheard, "there are times when you move me to wonder.

In the small things as well as the large, you are so unchanging.

I think that you would see an Englishman die, whether he were your friend or your enemy, very much as you kick a poisonous snake out of your path." "It is quite true," was the calm reply.
"But America was once your enemy," she continued, watching Chalmers' powerful service.
"With America we made peace," he explained.

"With England, never.

If you would really appreciate and understand the reason for that undying hatred which I and millions of my fellow countrymen feel, it will cost you exactly one shilling.