But
if I had been a married woman, Mrs. Dr. dear, I would have been meek and
humble. It is my opinion that this Sophia of Greece is a minx."
Susan was furious when the news came that Venizelos had met with defeat.
"I could spank Constantine and skin him alive afterwards, that I could,"
she exclaimed bitterly.
"Oh, Susan, I'm surprised at you," said the doctor, pulling a long face.
"Have you no regard for the proprieties? Skin him alive by all means but
omit the spanking."
"If he had been well spanked in his younger days he might have more
sense now," retorted Susan. "But I suppose princes are never spanked,
more is the pity. I see the Allies have sent him an ultimatum. I could
tell them that it will take more than ultimatums to skin a snake like
Constantine. Perhaps the Allied blockade will hammer sense into his
head; but that will take some time I am thinking, and in the meantime
what is to become of poor Serbia?"
They saw what became of Serbia, and during the process Susan was hardly
to be lived with. In her exasperation she abused everything and
everybody except Kitchener, and she fell upon poor President Wilson
tooth and claw.
"If he had done his duty and gone into the war long ago we should not
have seen this mess in Serbia," she avowed.
"It would be a serious thing to plunge a great country like the United
States, with its mixed population, into the war, Susan," said the
doctor, who sometimes came to the defence of the President, not because
he thought Wilson needed it especially, but from an unholy love of
baiting Susan.
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