It was my only hope, and I said, who may predict the chances of war?
The Americans may yet number the most here, and then your power will be at an end.

Seemingly I was passive, but you are thwarted.

We stand face to face, and I scorn you, incarnate devil as you are.

How dared you do as you have done?
Mine eyes are opened--you can no longer deceive me with your lying legends and the marvelous traditions of your country.
I tell you, I hate you with an everlasting hate.

You have led me far from God, if there be a God, and may my curse follow you, even to your grave!" Fiercely the glowing face was bent upon him.