"But after this war is ended, what then?"
"We'll have to adjust commercial matters with them, that's all. Congress will come to some sort of a friendly agreement. After all, you must remember that our enemies are really our fellow human beings. While we have the power to do so, it's not right for us to drive them too far into a corner."
"I agree with you, Oscar. 'Live and let live' is my motto. But I must say I've got no use for the Chinese."
"Nor I—especially for the fellows who abducted Miss Adams."
"I see you can't get her out of your head. Well, I don't blame you. She's a fine girl, no two ways about it."
The Holland XI. was now out of sight of land, and no shore came to view until some hours later.
In the meantime the air grew strangely hot in spite of the heavy rain which was falling.
"Gosh, but the Holland XI. is getting to be a reg'lar sweatbox!" panted George Dross, as he came out of the engine room and to the trap-door to get a whiff of fresh air.
Oscar examined the thermometer.
"Great Scott!" he ejaculated.