XVIII.
ECHOES OF WAR.
“I SUPPOSE, Captain,” said Dr. Hartel to Allan, “that if we have war—”
“If we have war!” cried Allan; “we must have war. They have blown up one of our battle ships!”
“Well,” said the Doctor, quietly, “we don’t know that yet. And I should hardly say that we must have war. War is a very serious business.”
“I think we ought to make it very serious for the other side,” insisted Allan, heatedly.
“It would be very serious for both sides,” said the Doctor. “I was going to say that I supposed you would want to go to the front with your camera. There seems to be no doubt of that.”
“I should rather go with a gun,” said Allan.
“With your kodak on your shoulder?”
“You are making fun of me, father.”