"
"If the Kaiser were here and had a pain in his shoulder you'ld be the
first to run for the liniment bottle to rub him down," laughed Miss
Oliver.
"Would I?" cried outraged Susan. "Would I, Miss Oliver? I would rub him
down with coal oil, Miss Oliver--and leave it to blister. That is what
I would do and that you may tie to. A pain in his shoulder, indeed! He
will have pains all over him before he is through with what he has
started."
"We are told to love our enemies, Susan," said the doctor solemnly.
"Yes, our enemies, but not King George's enemies, doctor dear," retorted
Susan crushingly. She was so well pleased with herself over this
flattening out of the doctor completely that she even smiled as she
polished her glasses. Susan had never given in to glasses before, but
she had done so at last in order to be able to read the war news--and
not a dispatch got by her. "Can you tell me, Miss Oliver, how to
pronounce M-l-a-w-a and B-z-u-r-a and P-r-z-e-m-y-s-l?"
"That last is a conundrum which nobody seems to have solved yet, Susan.
And I can make only a guess at the others."
"These foreign names are far from being decent, in my opinion," said
disgusted Susan.
"I dare say the Austrians and Russians would think Saskatchewan and
Musquodoboit about as bad, Susan," said Miss Oliver. "The Serbians have
done wonderfully of late. They have captured Belgrade.
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